Monday, March 31, 2008

Safe

The farmers and sellers who work our local farmers markets are a big family. They watch over each other. While this girl's mother sells vegetables, the girl has about 40 babysitters keeping an eye on her.

They even watch over their customers. I once forgot my change and my tomatoes, and the booth operator tracked me down to deliver it to me. It's a big market! Other such stories abound.

The Pasadena area has three certified Farmers Markets: Tuesday mornings at Villa Parke, Thursday evenings in South Pasadena and Saturday mornings at Victory Park.

I know some of the sellers by name because I buy from them regularly. We catch up each week on families and the news. When you become a regular at the farmers market, you begin to feel like you're part of that big family.

9 comments:

USelaine said...

I envy you Petrea. Our farmers market doesn't start until May 1st and only lasts until the end of October - the realities of authentic local growing seasons.

Elaine

freefalling said...

You must be so pleased with this photo.
She has such a lovely face and that little dog sure knows how to pose.

I love a good market.

Pont Girl said...

I can't decide who's cuter - the little girl or her dog - it's a tie! I go to the Downtown Los Angeles Farmer's Market at City Hall every Thursday for lunch, some fresh flowers, and mini red velvet bundt cake that is like heroin ;)

Katie said...

Great farmer's market shot! Cute girl and cute dog - what a wonderful combo! Very cool that everyone keeps an eye out for each other there too. My sister and her 4 1/2 year old are visiting from upstate New York, and they were very happy to go to a Bay Area farmer's market on Saturday. Fresh brussel sprouts! We're very lucky here in California to have so many farmer's markets that run all year.

Petrea Burchard said...

uselaine: We're lucky to have a long growing season here. That doesn't mean everything grows here. I imagine it's a trade-off, no matter where you are. But we're lucky to have farmers' markets year-round.

Ararat: I do like it! She was a nice girl and very proud of her dog.

Pont Girl you made me laugh! I've never tasted red velvet cake because I know it's a gateway cake...

Yeah, Katie, like you said. We're lucky.

dianasfaria.com said...

What a great story! I want to move to Pasadena- or at least a place just like it!

dianasfaria.com said...

What a great story! I want to move to Pasadena- or at least a place just like it!

Chuck Pefley said...

I know that feeling of family and community well. It is truly a unique group that make up our markets. I've been a craftsperson at the Pike Place Market in Seattle for 30 years. There really is nothing I know of that matches this sense of family. Thanks for noticing and posting your observations. ~Chuck

Petrea Burchard said...

Lily, you're always welcome.

Chuck, I must have seen you! I love the Pike Place Market. I know it's touristy, but it's more than that. A fantastic piece of Seattle: past, present and future.