I had never been to a big Farmer's Market. There is a small one locally, but the last time I went past where it is set up, there were probably no more than six or seven booths. This past Saturday I got to go to a BIG Farmer's Market. It was so much fun!
Duane and Becky picked me up early on Saturday morning and we went to downtown St. Paul. The market takes up one city block. There are more varieties of fruits and vegetables than I knew existed. And flowers. And honey. And handmade soap. And so much more that I can't remember it all.
We walked through and looked everything over and then went back and made our purchases. I was afraid that I would do some serious damage to my budget if I wasn't careful, but the prices were good and I was more than pleased with what I bought. I am not good at negotiating prices with vendors, but Becky is, so I left that part to her, and she did well for me.
We found a bushel of tomatoes at a good price, so into the trunk of the car they went. Then there was 50 lbs of potatoes for much less than I have seen them at the grocery store, and way more fresh, just perfect for dehydrating, so those, too got hauled to the car. There were bags of mixed apples that were really reasonable, so I took home three big bags for pie filling and dehydrating. I needed green peppers for a relish I want to make, and I got a big bag full for only $6. The last thing we found was cabbage. Now, we aren't talking about your puny little grocery store heads of cabbage. We're talking big, honkin' heads of cabbage, at only $2 each. I bought six heads. Becky and I had all we could do to each carry a bag of three heads. There is some seriously good cabbage slaw that I like to can and some Chow Chow relish, and the rest will be dehydrated. It is so good in soups. homemade chow mien and the like. I chopped up one head today to get it ready for the dehydrator, and it filled two and a half gallon zip bags!
I'm thinking that Duane will probably think twice before asking me if I want to go to the Farmer's Market again. He was my pack mule. As I bought vegetables, he hauled them to the car and then came back for more. Bless him and Becky for hauling most of it up the stairs to my apartment for me. By the time they were done, it looked like a garden had exploded in my kitchen. I didn't take any pictures of my loot, but will when I am done canning and drying. It will be so nice to have this taste of summer when the snow is blowing this winter.
Thanks again, Duane and Becky. I had such a good time. I'm thinking that by the end of this week there may just be a few jars of home canned goodness waiting for you!
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