The Farm Market

Last summer, a farm market was started in our little town.  With people in general being more aware of "buying homegrown", it seemed like a good time to try to start a market here.  Each Saturday, we take our little table and whatever vegetables might be ready from the garden and sell at the market.  Both kids, especially the 13 year-old, love to sit behind the table and greet whomever may come by our spot.

"These are spinner gourds," he'll explain "kids would play with them like a top" and then he'll demonstrate how to spin the gourd.

Just a little reading in-between customers

"We have hostas and black cherry tomatoes and chocolate covered pretzel rods".

He's such a salesman.

Actually they love going to the market.  I don't think it's just for the little bit of cash they earn for their efforts.  Honestly, they seem to enjoy going, helping, selling (ok -- and eating).

For me, it's almost like a small town gathering place, a small social event.  It's a time to visit with our "neighbors" and other people from town.  It's a nice opportunity to chat with people that we normally might only see in passing.  Oh, yeah, and a chance to pick up some fresh fruit and vegetables that we don't have in our garden.

                            Sandy makes wonderful cookies and Kris' vegetables are always beautiful

Jane Snow cooks up some stir fry with fresh vegetables from the market

This past Saturday, food writer Jane Snow came a gave a cooking demonstration using foods from the market.  She made some sauteed radishes and some vegetable stir fry.  The little girl had three samples of the stir fry.  Well, one she tried to give to her brother, but then volunteered to eat it when he declined.  Such a nice sister. 

It was a great day at the market and now I have another recipe to try that I know at least one of my kids will eat.