The Crazy Goat says you must eat chevre.
The Piccolo Man.
Fall mums.
Simple and direct marketing.
Veggies. The Hmong farmers are masterful merchandisers.
Good banjo music from a nice, friendly kid.
Weston Antique Apples. Varieties seldom seen.
Stephanie cozies up to Obama. No McCain cut-outs were to be seen. I’m Canoelover and I endorse this message.
Looks like it was a brisk morning back there. Still, I miss the Madison farmer’s market.
This post has struck a chord with me Darren. Goodness.
The Farmers’ Market is one of the things that I miss the most about Madison.
I am actually having a hard time finding local fare here in Maryland. I almost cried on my first trip to the FM here. It was mid-August and there was not a zucchini in sight. There were also only about three vendors (no meat, no dairy, no beets).
We are doing a fall CSA share but I am less than impressed with the quality and variety.
I am currently buying store eggs.
It’s enough to make me cry.
Give my love to Stephanie and Ian. We sure miss you guys.
Sorry. 🙂 Love you guys.