I love farmers’ markets, don’t you? I’ve been to a few, and there is a lovely one in the countryside just near where I live.
I go monthly and last weekend it was time again for stocking up on the goodies I enjoy. It was a very pleasant drive through the countryside and at this time of year the grass in the paddocks was lush, the trees lime green with young leaves, and the spring lambs had become quite round and fat – nearly as big as their mums. The day was sunny and warm with big, fluffy clouds overhead looking very much like the lambs’ placid mothers.
There are lots of stalls at this market, some inside but most outside, where people sell their own produce and provisions – vegetables, meat, honey, chutneys, relishes, lavender products, flowers, homemade soaps and tasty dog treats. There is a great choice for brunch such as fresh bacon and egg baps, gluten free crepes, whitebait fritters when in season (served on white bread with a slice of lemon like my mum used to make in Westport when I was a kid. My grandmother, Narnie loved them too), pastries and wood fired pizza to have with coffee or hot chocolate. There is an area with haybales and some tables to sit at while eating and where you can listen to live music which varies regularly.
On this sunny day many people had spread out their own picnic rugs. There was a male/female music duo creating musical ambiance. I shared a table with a couple of other people and we immediately started chatting about the singing and the farm products that appealed to us. I enjoyed a totally appetising bacon and egg bap with homemade parsley mayonnaise and drank tea from my own thermos flask.
After eating, I watched kids getting pony rides and saw them making friends with visiting lambs. Dogs on leads are very welcome at the market and it was hilarious the way they made friends with each other- big muscular dogs and lots of little smiling ones. Dogs seem to be always very well behaved at the market, and I have never ever seen any unpleasant or aggressive dogs. The market is a social place for adults, kids and dogs.
Next, I bought my month’s supply of wonderful meat which has no hormones or antibiotics. I rarely buy meat from the supermarket now. I popped the meat into an insulated bag along with a couple of frozen ‘ice-bricks’ I’d brought with me and put it into the boot of my car. I then continued my shopping buying macadamia nuts, a delicious macadamia chocolate-dipped brittle biscuit (for later), a jar of tamarind chutney and some multi-coloured tomatoes. For dinner that night I planned to smear the tamarind chutney onto a piece of lamb, wrap it in baking paper and roast it in the oven. Maybe some multi-coloured tomatoes too. Yum yum.
If you live elsewhere in the country, I’m sure you have a Farmers Market near you. Is it a good one too?