Absolutely adore farmers markets! Seriously! There’s just something about them. Maybe it’s the fact that the veggies are so fresh there’s still dirt hanging on; the smell of the fruit is so insanely intense; that you’re surrounded by people who want to know where their food comes from. Whatever it is, it’s thrilling. I vividly remember the first time we went to the Market in town. My husband and I had just moved to Leesburg and–like absolutely ridiculous tourists–chronicled the adventure with a series of photographs. Him posing at the artisan bread stand, me with the potatoes and butternut squash. It was sadly cute! We even arranged the goods we purchased in a very Food Networkmanner on the kitchen counter and took shot after
shot. Reason why? The food was simply beautiful, to look at and to taste!
Initially it was just fruits and veggies, but we then branched out to eggs, poultry, and meats. Compare a store-bought egg to a farm fresh egg sometime! My husband is a total convert and requests “farm fresh” now. I purchase mine from Chicama Run. (Be sure to check them out during Loudoun’s Farm Tour weekend. It’s fantastic and good for adults and kids!). And a cut of grass-fed angus? Please, don’t get me started! And the chicken isn’t yellowed and wrinkly as it sometimes appears in grocery stores. Last Saturday the poultry vendor told me, “Now these were just butchered on Thursday, so be sure to put them in the freezer if you don’t plan to use it in the next few days.” Thursday! Now that’s fresh.
Find your local Farmers Market and savor!
On the road again,