So, a few weeks ago, I heard about this “amazing” farmer’s market where real local farmers and producers go to sell their produce, meat, cheese, honey, flowers, seafood, crafts, coffees, etc. They are also local restaurants who go to give samples and support the farmers…all around sounds like a neat-o place, no?
Needless to say, I was excited about giving them a try. Especially since I have really been wanted to adopt more local, seasonal, responsible food sources but my first experience at a farmer’s market had wholesalers rather than farmers and my second attempt was a failure before I got in.
As I was leaving work last week, I went online to get directions and discovered their site was blocked at work. Bummer. Apparently the carrot man is NSFW.
So instead, I just Googled “Beach Market.” An address instantly popped up. I saved it in my phone and pulled it up as planned Saturday afternoon. I drove a shorter distance than expected and rolled into a huge place that was actually a flea market with produce stands. Not at all what I was expecting.
The people did not look like they took pride in these products and couldn’t tell me where they came from. Puzzling. After circling in a blazing hot and crowded flea market, I went back to the first produce stand I found (in between the fried carnival food cart, the adult novelties store and the Spanish Qur’an book stand).
The people were very nice and the stock looked good.
They had normal veggies and fruits and even some more exotic finds like rambutan:
And in the end, I came home with five bananas, cauliflower, two mangoes, two bell peppers and a large bunch of carrots.
Not too shabby for a place with only three produce stands total. I was disappointed that they weren’t local and were from unidentified sources though, so I did not buy the eggs, honey and other items I was hoping for.
As I was relaying my experience to a co-worker today, her face kept scrunching up at me in confusion. After a five minute back-and-forth, she laughed and said, “Oh honey! You went to the market on Beach Blvd. You were looking for the market at the beach. Two very different places!” Oh, huh. The light bulb came on. That was the first time I have been betrayed by my Googling.
Obviously, I’m looking forward to trying again…at the right place. Maybe the fourth time will be the charm and I can finally share my first experience at a real farmer’s market.
Did you try anything new today? Anybody have great local markets where they live? Also, I’m dying to know if anyone has actually tried rambutan! Maybe I’ll go back just for that. 🙂