Friday, May 2, 2014

To Market, To Market

by Lorraine Bartlett / Lorna Barrett / L.L. Bartlett

The local farmer's markets won't be starting up for another month--even more in my suburb, but here in Rha-cha-cha we have the Public Market, which is open all year.  Last weekend, I went there with my brother and sister-in-law.

Eggs, tomatoes, onions, and even watermelons -- this vendor was hoping to appeal to various taste buds.

These tomatoes and grapes weren't grown locally. You'd think it was fall ... in maybe Napa valley?

Of course food comes in many forms, although I worry that instead of being used as breeding stock or roasting, these guys might have been destined for fighting.

Isn't this little guy adorable? Unfortunately, by now he may have been the main event at someone's family table.

We arrived at the market late in the day (around 1:30 and they close at 2) so the Zweigles wagon (Zweigles are local hot dogs--the BEST in the world) was selling off its wares for half price, so my sister-in-law scored a hot dog for a buck.

One of the local wineries (Arbor Hill) was well represented. They make a fantastic champagne mustard, too.

You want fish?  They got that, too.  Plus all kinds of places to eat.  Our last stop was at a bakery.  My sister-in-law and I hopped out of the car to buy some cookies, and when we got back, my brother said someone had thumped on the driver's side window to ask if he wanted to sell the van.

Crazy and fun!  I can't wait to go back.  Do you have a place like the Public Market where you live?