It was a cool crisp morning, the kind of morning where you can actually see your breath when you blow on your hands, but that didn’t stop me from going to the Carp Farmer’s Market bright and early. Leaving while everyone in the house was still sleeping soundly. I hadn’t been to the market since last fall because I had produce from my wee garden all summer. This year my garden was absolutely crazy, everything I planted grew to an enormous size!
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The tomatoes, potatoes, and carrots, were absolutely exquisite and sweet. Alas, I only planted enough for consumption over summer. I do still have tons of harvest tomatoes, which I pop into my mouth like candy. I can’t find the word to accurately describe how freshly harvested vegetable makes me feel. Simply put, it makes me feel happy!
It goes without saying that I go to the farmer's market because of the very fresh vegetables and freshly baked good. But equally important is that I also like to support the local farmers. Besides you’re guaranteed to meet some pretty interesting folks there. Each vender I approached welcomed me with a warm smile, some as they rubbed their hands together to keep warm. Everyone is friendly and willing to tell you a story if you are a willing listener. I learnt a few things about bees that I didn’t know. My knowledge of bees was limited to Farmville on facebook I am embarrassed to admit.
After paying for my stuff and taking it to the car, I decided to stay at the market a bit longer, have a nice hot tea, and a pumpkin tart that just came out of the oven just as I arrived. The lady serving me said to let it sit at least five minutes before eating, but I couldn’t wait that long… scrumptious.