Matt and I live about 6 blocks from a BANGIN’ organic farmer’s market. We now have an awesome Saturday morning tradition of walking over to the farmer’s market with a $20 bill (no more, no less) with the intent of spending every last penny.
I’m pretty in love with farmer’s markets (see numbers 5 and 6 on my favorite website), but this is a whole new ballpark mainly because Matt, son of Rootman, is the most friendly, talkative human on the planet, so we now are friends with all of the farmers and the farmer’s market manager. This is very beneficial, you see, because once you make friends with the farmers- you’re in. No longer will I have to stand back and watch the pretty lady with her put-together wicker farmer’s market basket buy the last green beans or sweet potatoes. No, no! Instead, Kathy, our favorite farmer, saves us a bunch so there are no blood baths.
This market is amazing because it doesn’t solely focus on fruits and veggies. You can custom order free range chicken, antibiotic/hormone free beef, lamb, and pork; grab a cup of shade grown, organic, fair-trade coffee; snag a Bavarian style pretzel; take home some fresh goat cheese; or even buy a cupcake (or 3).
We love seeing what we can get for $20. The first week it was basically “Christmas come early” as you can see from the pictures. We snagged mango chutney, a buttermilk cupcake, portabella mushrooms, a pomegranate, a pretzel and a dozen farm-fresh eggs. A steal for $20!
After we got home with our sweet finds, we turned our apartment into Iron Chef.