To market, to market to buy a fat pig

Home again, home again, jiggity jig.
(Sorry, couldn’t help myself. I’ve been reading too many nursery rhymes.)

Paralyzed with fear there would be no farmer’s market wherever we moved, I’m telling you, small towns refuse to let you down!

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Not only do they have every vegetable we could ever need, there is a lady who sells coffee, one who sells cookbooks, another who sells local honey and beeswax candles and other beeswax products she makes herself, pastries from the local bakery handmade by a lovely woman from Estonia and her granddaughter, and a man who fries mini-doughnuts and wears a chef hat. Farmers selling local pork show up and lately musicians grace us with their music!

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The musicians playing at the bakery table.

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The doughnut chef taking the order of my favorite veggie vendor.

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Some vegetables I’d never even seen before. Like those little squash that look like pumpkins and do you know what the round, green veggie is at the center front of the table?

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My favorite vendor, whose prices beat all the others, supply my veggies for the week. He lets his teenage daughter run the stand to practice her math, and I’m at the point I call them by name. 🙂

On the way home, during the summer anyway, a young girl from a Skelly’s local farm provided a constant supply of blueberries, cherries, watermelon, peaches, plums and cantaloupe. They might have been the same price or higher than the grocery store, but they were local.

Really, I could not ask for more.

My lot.

My lot.

Thank you Wisconsin!

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Is that my tiny baby in a red hat? I do believe it is!

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2 responses to “To market, to market to buy a fat pig

  1. Wow, that sounds absolutely perfect. I wish we had something, even remotely like that..instead we have, every Friday a market which consists of a secondhand clothes stall, one for nuts and bolts, and vegetables that are so huge that 90 % would get wasted…..I would much rather have your market…forgot to mention, we have lived here 7 years and I have visited market twice

  2. I always liked going to the farmer’s market – and I buy some local meat from ours as well. I even found some great handmade wood buttons for a sweater that I’d like to make.

    And I think that veggie is a kohlrabi, though I can’t get a good look at it. We grew some last year. Their interesting – taste a little cabbage-y and turnip-y all at the same time.

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