Is there anything more fun than dragging your ass out of bed at 6:00am on a Saturday to go and hit up a farmer’s market? Arguably, yes. I’m not a morning person! But once I get to the farmer’s market, my extreme grogginess disappears and it’s all about the food.
Nothing wakes me up better than the mingling smells of fragrant herbs, crisp fresh veggies, sweet piles of fruit, and the bitter undertone of coffee.
These are The Village Markets, so called because they are situated in the Kelvin Grove Student’s Village which is the residential part of the Queensland Uni of Tech.
Actually living on campus is pretty unheard of in Australia; it’s not at all common. We don’t have that many Uni’s so most people just go to the one in their city and rent a place around town. BUT if all the on-campus housing had a sick farmer’s market like this one, I think that could start to change.
What I love about this place is that it was a genuine produce market. Stalls and stalls of beautiful fresh fruit and vegetables, all looking fly and none too expensive, organic meats, fresh bread, and of course a few rows of delicious street-style food.
None of that cheap, crappy clothing and ‘art’ that seem to somehow mushroom up in a lot of markets. But there were actual mushrooms.
These guys are from the Roost Coffee market stall, and since their shopfront is on the other side of town, I always take the opportunity to sample their fine, delicious wares.
It’s just damn fine coffee, as Agent Cooper would say .
After I had collected my flat white and swung by the bakery for a sweet, pretzel-shaped almond danish, I plonked down on a bench for a while to do some solid people watching (market people are the best), getting pastry flakes all over myself.
And when that was over I perfectly tossed my paper bag into the nearest bin (that never happened, I’m unco) picked up my overflowing bag of fresh things and sauntered off home thinking that this whole early-morning thing maybe isn’t so bad! …and then I got back into bed for a few hours.
Tell me about your favourite farmer’s market! I would love to visit a Parisian market, and I hear that California’s got some pretty boss ones!