Made a pilgrimage to Union Square on my lunch break to find compost for my rooftop garden. At 72nd St. Caesar Casella, chef and owner of Salumeria Rosi, walked into my subway car with his signature sprig of rosemary peaking out of his shirt pocket. I was too bashful to say hello, but I watched him rub the herb between his fingers, deep in thought, until I got out at Times Square. Made me smile.
Union Square was bustling, and it seemed like every table was overflowing with ramps. Indeed, the season is upon us!
I found my compost, then made a quick turn around back to the office. The black gold is now hidden beneath my desk, waiting for 5 o’clock.
