When we lived an hour from here and came to Joplin fairly often, we passed by the farmers’ market location. Sometimes the market was open; sometimes not. We always heard such good things about it but we never stopped. Now that we live here, we love going to the farmers’ market. I guess that’s what old people do! 🙂
This time of year is the best! I love that we’re still able to get a few cold weather veggies; and the summer produce is starting to appear too.
I’ve already mentioned that when we were there Saturday I found moonflowers, fennel and lemongrass plants that I had been looking for. I also got a thyme plant to replace one that I don’t think is going to make it and I got two flat leaf parsley plants.
We also got the two kinds of kale, kohlrabi, fresh oyster mushrooms, pink radishes that are not spicy, several kinds of lettuce, a bundle of beets. There was a guy there making mozzarella so I got a couple of pounds of that. There are various meats for sale – chicken, beef, pork – from those who raise them. We bought a couple of pounds of Italian sausage. There’s probably something else I’m forgetting but it’s so fun to shop there. It’s wall to wall people – crowded and sometimes hard to walk, but the vendors are nice, the shoppers are nice. There’s always someone there playing music. There was a band playing old country music Saturday.
They had two red butterfly bushes that we almost bought and didn’t. Now I’m wishing we had. The plants that bloom bright red are so pretty. When azaleas were in full bloom, the houses that had the brighter pinkish/red ones were so pretty.
The market is always open on Saturday mornings but during this time of year, it’s open on Tuesday evenings too and this week, it starts opening on Thursday evenings also. So, from now til the gardens kinda stop producing, we can shop at the farmers’ market on Saturday, Tuesday and Thursday.
I hear that golden oyster mushrooms are going to make their debut this Thursday so I want to be there when they open for that. The oyster guys had one bundle of golden oysters on display Saturday but they weren’t for sale.
That farmers’ market is one of the best things about living around here . . next to being closer to Addie.
Rebecca says
..I so miss the Pike Place Market! (Okay, it was only in the first third of my life that I went there, but it holds wonderful memories.)
We have a farmer’s market here (on Tuesday afternoons…oops, missing it), but it went from two solid blocks of stalls to half a block, even before the pandemic, and it’s not on my mental calendar anymore.