Of course today hasn't gone to plan. In fact a very short while after I'd posted my last post Wendy called to see if I was going to the Farmers' Market. How could I resist on such a perfect morning . It's not that I needed anything but great coffee and a beautiful beef fat-free (really?) sausage in cibata bread for breakfast was too good to pass over. It only took a couple of hours. I'm not sure where the rest of the day went (apart from the bit where I did the ironing and watched Julie and Julia).
Now I'm not really sure what farmers' markets are like in other countries. In fact I'm not even sure if they have them. In the European countries I've visited recently the town and village markets tend to be more all-embracing than just farmers' produce. I've always had this notion that farmers' markets should give better value and fresher produce than shops but my experience here doesn't tend to support that view. Certainly there is a lot of produce available and some of it is very high quality but a lot of the vegetables are less so and some of the prices are more than in the supermarkets. Perhaps it's a notion that the sort of people who go to farmers' markets are prepared to pay a premium. Anyway they do have some excellent venison and beef and some wonderful sausages.
|I've no idea what one does with a tamarillo and I'd never seen purple capiscums before|
|A very 'organic' looking stall|
|Simple packaging is so appealing|