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My New Saturday Morning Routine

Aren’t these the most beautiful plums you’ve ever seen? Straight from a local central Texas farm, these baskets were calling my name yesterday. I also got a basket of peaches because you can’t have too many plums and peaches, right? I dream of all the juices I’ll make with them in my Breville juicer… which I’ve unfortunately only used a handful of times. But the intention is there, which is half the battle, right?

SFC Downtown Farmer’s Market – just five blocks from where we live – has become a part of my Saturday routine. It’s been around for over 13 years, and is known as the “queen bee of the SFC Farmers’ Market system.” Queen bee or not, I go there for the convenience.

Every Saturday, I ride my bike down to yoga at Wanderlust studios at either 9 or 10:30am (depending on the previous night’s festivities) and on my way home, wander by the couple dozen booths set up with their veggies, meats, jams, and jellies. Yoga mat in tow, I first peruse the samples booth (the fact that there even is a samples booth proves this farmer’s market was made for me) and taste some of the week’s selection. Then I make my way up one side of the long row and down the other on the hunt for whatever looks the freshest – and most reasonably priced – from my list.

Yesterday, farmer’s market go-ers were serenaded by a teenage girl on her violin with a sign that read “Saving for Julliard.” She sounded Juilliard-worthy to me. Then again, what do I know about violin playing? I quit lessons in 4th grade the same morning I was due to start them.

My favorite stand at SFC is manned by a tanned, friendly man with long, thick blonde hair and his young daughter. They only sell chicken eggs, which they collect within the last 24 hours. The man assures his customers they’re good for up to a year, if not more, as apparently the ones sold in grocery stores are already months old and their expiration dates are an unnecessary precaution. Whether or not that’s true, I like the idea of such fresh eggs  – but usually don’t make it before they sell out each Saturday morning. Guess I’ll need to up my farmer’s marketing game in coming weeks. Either that, or settle with old grocery store eggs.

One Comment

  1. Maureen Maureen

    Sounds like a perfect Saturday morning addition to your routine! I cannot remember seeing a ‘samples booth’ at any of the markets I have visited. A good idea for sellers and patrons. I agree—the market has your name written all over it!!!

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