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My Own Farmer’s Market

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My Farmer’s Market opened on Monday. It felt like the first day back at school.  I was embarrassingly giddy.  The kids were ecstatic to see what goodies would be laid out on the tables.  There were a few “new kids-” the honey man has his own stall this year and there was a produce vendor I didn’t remember from last year.  I ran into lots of my friends.  I caught up with my farmer friends about the happenings of life during the off-season- weddings, births and natural disasters.  There’s something about this that feels like a homecoming.

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Aside from the food, one of the greatest joys of farmer's market day is the chance encounters with friends. Its like a country club without the fees.

Farmer’s markets can be very intimidating for the uninitiated.  They were for me.  It took me a year or two to really figure out how to “work” the market.  My farmer’s market treks began when I lived in San Francisco.  A much ballyhooed farmer’s market had opened up and I was eager to check it out.  Perched on San Francisco bay in the shadow of the Bay Bridge with views of the hills beyond and housed in a historic, newly renovated building, this farmer’s market was a real destination.  It was like the “foodie club” of America.

Growers offered samples, “teasers” in reality, of heirloom peaches, exotic citrus, apples for baking and brewing and saucing and eating, meats and cheeses.  It was so amazing to experience the way that an orange could taste so different in its myriad varieties.

The experience of tasting all of these things had a remarkable impact on my palate.  I’d notice the importance of texture on the experience of a flavor.  I began to develop a vocabulary for the flavors I reacted to.  I started to learn the experience of terroir in all things- the way that the growing environment can be tasted in the food.

I didn’t always buy much because I often wasn’t sure what to do with it.  One of the most important outcomes of my farmer’s market treks was the inspiration that came out of it.  I wanted to be the kind of person who goes to a market like that, buys what she likes and confidently pulls together menus from her imagination.

When we left San Francisco for Connecticut, I left this joy behind me for two years or so.  The farmer’s market in the town we moved to was super-lame and only open for a very short season.  It wasn’t until we moved to the Chicago area that I resumed my farmer’s market relationship.  Hinsdale has a wonderful market.  It’s small, maybe 8 vendors, but it has a great variety.

If you’re not a regular farmer’s market shopper, I’d strongly encourage you to get in the habit.  The food tastes amazing.  You can try things before you buy them.  You can learn a lot about your food by buying it from the people who grow it.  It is a wonderful way to connect with your community.

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Here are a few tips that will help you make the most of the effort.

Establish a realistic objective for your trip. If you have never spent much time at farmer’s markets, come up with a strategy that feels “doable.”  Start small and build confidence and experience.

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Sample before you buy.

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Scout the market before you start making your purchases.

Don’t think you’re the biggest doofus who has ever walked the market. I’m serious.

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Bring your kids.

Remember that the produce from the market is different from the stuff you get from the grocery store.

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Build relationships with the vendors. These folks are interesting people and a pleasure to know.  They have fantastic information.  They can get you specialized stuff.  They can cut you deals for large quantities.  They will learn your purchasing patterns and may anticipate what you need.  They may “reserve” special items for you because they know you’ll enjoy them.