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baby bell

I went to the farmer's market at lunch break today and fell in love with these orange beauties



I think I will try to grow them next year.





The farmer lady called them baby bells. They are sweet peppers - almost too cute to eat, don't you think?
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Samosas for One said…
I went to the Farmers Market yesterday too! :)
September 5, 2008 at 12:23 AM
megha puNAter" said…
oh they are awesome,love the colours.what did they taste like?
September 5, 2008 at 5:35 AM
Unknown said…
Love them ! They look delectable and almost perfect as Christmas ornaments !
September 5, 2008 at 12:26 PM
Meena said…
Oops that's me Meena about the Xmas stuff.
September 5, 2008 at 12:28 PM
Deb said…
I bet they are yummy. I want to grow sweet peppers next year also. I grew green peppers this year. I am always amazed at how the food I grow or eat from the local farmers tastes so much better than the food I buy at the huge grocery store. Let us know how those peppers taste!
September 7, 2008 at 4:53 AM
pink dogwood said…
samosas - I love them, wish we could have them year round.

Megha - they tastes just like bell peppers - I will find some seeds and plant them next year - just the ornamental aspect of them will be worth it.

Meena - you are right, they would look great as Christmas ornaments.

Deb - you are right, I wish I could eat home grown stuff all year round. The taste is 100 times better.
September 7, 2008 at 9:34 AM
Sylvia K said…
I love your site! I'll definitely be back. Don't you love those little peppers? I know I do. I've found a public garden just a block from our house where I'm hoping to grow some of that good stuff next year.
September 7, 2008 at 1:54 PM
pink dogwood said…
Thanks Sylvia, nice to have found you :)
September 7, 2008 at 6:21 PM
spicymist said…
they look like baby pumpkins. u grow em for halloween? :P
September 8, 2008 at 4:37 AM
pink dogwood said…
They do look like little pumpkins, but they are tiny bell peppers :)
September 8, 2008 at 8:11 AM
~mE said…
Yes, they r pretty to eat :)
September 9, 2008 at 1:19 AM
Samosas for One said…
Pink Dogwood: Post more photos of fruits and vegetables from your garden! Also, I have started reading and listening again to Marianne Williamson. My understanding is that she is the original author of that beautiful Nelson Mandela quote you post at the bottom of your blog. He just gets all the credit!
September 9, 2008 at 7:57 PM
aMus said…
first time i've seen these...:)

and do hop over and collect your BFF award...
September 9, 2008 at 7:58 PM
Samosas for One said…
http://chocolateandzucchini.com/archives/2008/08/the_omnivores_hundred.php
September 9, 2008 at 9:19 PM
pink dogwood said…
samosas - yes I will post more pictures soon. I didn't know that quote was not by nelson mandela - I hadn't even heard of Marianne Williamson - thankd for letting me know I will check it out.

Suma - thanks!!!!!!!!

oh Samosas - just saw that link for omnivores 100 - sounds like fun. I will add my own soon - thanks :)
September 10, 2008 at 5:07 AM
Judy said…
Thank you for your comment on my blog. If you make the bread and need to ask me any questions, my e-mail address is in my sidebar.Just put sourdough bread in the subject line. The peppers look great. I looked at your running blog also. I used to run in my younger years. I did a 5k race about 4 years ago but when I was in my 40s I ran a lot. Good luck on your goals.
September 11, 2008 at 11:02 AM
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