Market Day


Saturdays means the Farmers’ Market. While we don’t live in an area where there is an abundance of fresh produce year around, there are markets most weeks. During the winter, there are small farmers selling green house produce, root vegetables, home-made goods, and grass-fed meats and eggs. Once May arrives, there seems to be an outdoor market most days of the week. On Saturdays, the big market day, there are two large markets near us. One is rather adamant — and a bit of an unnecessary braggart — about featuring “local” foods. Their definition excludes many of the Amish farmers who live in the far northern portion of the state. But, the other market, where some vendors travel all night with their produce to set up at 7:30am, while smaller in size, features some great products. That is where I went today.

It is still early in the season, even with the unseasonable weather. Asparagus is still in season, strawberries are just arriving — a few weeks early — and it is the start of the season for the best tomatoes in the North America. I swear, it must be the soil! If there is a terroir for wine, certainly there can be one for tomatoes and the best must be in Indiana.

Although I usually go to the larger market where the CSA I’ve belonged to for a few seasons is located there, I love the view when I approach the smaller market. The temporary tent village set up in the crowded parking lot of a nondescript strip mall — in front of vacant stores, a defunct diner, a gym, and a You-Shred-It facility — always makes me smile.

I went to this smaller — the “non” local — market today and bought products from the man with the long beard, wearing the interesting-looking straw hat. I was happy to learn that he is at another location on Thursdays and Fridays. I would not offend him by trying to take his picture as they don’t believe in photography. I thought the same should apply to his produce stand. Once home I snapped a few shots for Ailsa’s photography challenge. Maybe not exactly the challenge, but if “the market” is the subject, surely the items bought there qualify too. Good eats this weeks: cauliflower, candy onions, strawberries, turnips, rhubarb and Indiana tomatoes.

Yummy fresh produce

Why don’t you join in Ailsa’s Travel theme: Street Markets challenge. Would love it if you left your link here too, but if you participate, be sure to leave it at Ailsa’s site.

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17 responses to “Market Day

  1. This week’s travel challenge is a tricky one, but I bet you’re up to it! xxx Ailsa http://wheresmybackpack.com/2012/06/01/rhythm/

  2. Beautiful! The comments about the Amish and their produce take me back to the PA State Fair in my childhood!

    • The Amish community in No. Indiana is not as large as the PA community but I would guess that they are also a presence at the Indiana State Fair. The State Fair is still a big deal in Indiana, but I’ve never been one to appreciate it, having attending only once or twice — under duress. 🙂

  3. Nice picture. The market goodies seems tasty. Shame that they don’t want to be photographed.

    • The Amish don’t believe in photographs (or any modern conveniences & inventions) and I didn’t want to impinge on the man’s work space. This was the busiest stand at the market on Saturday. Not surprisingly given his great looking produce! And what I’ve consumed so far as been very tasty!

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  5. what is it about fresh produce that always looks so appealing

    • Vibrant colors, fresh earthy smells, must have been some of the things that told our ancestors: this is good; eat it; it’s good for you!

  6. The Saturday farmers market is tops on my weekend list.

    • Now you have me wondering about the differences in character between the markets where I live and those in PEI. One of the things I like to do when I travel is to go into grocery stores — if the primary language is one I don’t speak, all the better — but I hadn’t really thought about farmers’ markets, although I have been to some other than where I live. I wonder if the ambience differs regionally, not just the produce. Something I’ll have to pay closer attention to in the future.

  7. Mmm, I love rhubarb, and I also love the fact that you respected the culture and chose not to photograph the veggie stand. I absolutely have to try Indiana tomatoes now and second your decision about the strawberry rhubarb pie!

    • I use to own a house that had rhubarb growing in the back yard. I never tried it. What a missed opportunity.

      I think there must be something in the soil of the Great Lakes region (Central IN/Southern MI/Western OH), something left behind by the retreating glaciers, that makes the tomatoes taste so good. A few years ago I was visiting my cousin in NYC. She was excited about some tomatoes she bought at a market, grown in upstate NY. While they were good, I laughed and said that I thought the only thing that Manhattan didn’t have was Indiana tomatoes!

    • I’m looking for a good rhubarb pie recipe! Or maybe I’ll make a rhubarb fool. Will post pics — if successful. I’m a good cook but not a very good baker.

  8. Wonderful produce, fresh and plump… so much difference between two places… yours and mine. There are still chances of frost and sleet in our place. Can’t join such a photo challenge for another month or two. Amazed at the summer photo on your last post. Did you take that in your city?

    • No, that was a vacation pic from last January, when it is usually cold and snowy where I live. Was taken on a beach on the SW Florida coast. It was 90 degrees here today, though. Too hot, I think, for a beach outing –if there was one within 600 miles of here!