I always thought Farmers Markets were full of fruits and vegetables ... you know, like what farmers grow. I would be wrong. Just a note for those heading North, the Newport Farmers Market, a really REALLY good one, has finally found a spot ... hopefully a permanent one. As you drive up Highway 101, it used to be located to the left, squished in to a small area with no parking. It has now moved directly across the road, in the big parking lot immediately South of the school. YAY for them!! If you're going through town, it's definitely worth a stop.
Seaside residents on the other hand, don't support their Farmers Market nearly as well. I must say it's three times the size it was when I walked it's borders last year, but still doesn't hold a candle to Newport or Lincoln City. Maybe because this is more of a tourist town.
Having been a farmer of cattle and rice, I always try to support these guys. Come on, although not your Mother's farmers market, they are small business people trying to eek out a living. We can all let loose some of that green stuff to help them out.
These guys caught my eye first, of course. They are my favorite ice cream shop in town. Not exactly farmers, but they make artisanal gelato ... like the best stuff on the planet. I had a small cup of caramel filled with homemade candied nut brittle (with a little honey thrown in).
It was worth every single penny of the $3.00 I paid for it. Yes, you can go to the store any time, but you won't find this on the menu. Besides that, you probably won't get to meet the nice owners either.
Is it more expensive? Yes it is, but where else can you get smoked portobello mushroom pasta? You don't even need sauce with THIS pasta!!
More like a craft fair, there were several jewelry makers, a nice lady who made the cutest backpacks for kids and a Rasta couple (originally a Jamaican sect ... I'm sure you would recognize the hair) who were giving Taro readings. Much as I would love to know the future, I'm pretty sure there's more cooking disasters coming that I don't want to know about.
There was an entire stand of bakery goods, including this sourdough cinnamon bread. It sounds better than it tasted, but toasted and smothered in butter, it will be yummy.
I present to you Dog Bites. Isn't that what you read when you first looked at the picture? I thought ... what a cute name!! WRONG!! BOG bites is full of whole dried cranberries, soft, plump and delicious!! The perfect snack to haul around in my backpack.
Our soap and scent guy was there ... I think he's at every Farmers Market on the coast. Miss Patty will know of whom I speak. He's a big time salesman and is probably very knowledgable, just not so personable. I passed.
Here's a new one ... a young kid at his first Farmers Market. I honestly don't know if he is part of this company, or just making extra money selling it. What he does do is give out lots of samples of flavored caramel. Interesting name ... One Fork Farm. At any rate, these caramels are absolutely the bees knees!! Individually wrapped in long flat packages, they are soft, melt-in-your-mouth YUMMY!!
My quest for a vacuum cleaner didn't work out any better than my quest for vegetables. Zilch, nada on both counts. Neither Fred Meyer nor Costco had anything resembling the cordless contraption I require ... actually Costco had the Dyson for $339 (Yikes!!), so I passed. I better find something quickly. As I stood up after playing with Cooper on the floor, I had a half inch of Jessie hair on my pants.
This morning on our early morning walk, all three of us got soaking wet. It's raining that misty wet stuff like the "shower" setting on your hose attachment. No worries, I'm sure it will clear up in time for a trip to the beach this afternoon. I might as well see if I can remember how to set up a kite.