I go back and forth with which Atlanta farmers market is my favorite. The East Atlanta Village Farmers Market is up there for a few reasons.
It always feels very local, with a big emphasis on community.
It's pretty diverse so there's usually a surprise, which is always fun.
It's one of the only farmers market that I've been to here and across the country that isn't on concrete or asphalt. It feels better, tactiley.
For Compost's Sake
One of the things that I feel bad about since becoming a nomad is not being able to compost or responsibly being able to get rid of our organic waste.
At our best, we had practically no organic waste. It went to the chickens, the earthworms, the crayfish, etc. and what was left over went into the compost.
I was taking my food waste to Whole Foods, which got to be a little weird, I must admit. So when I ran across The Waste Wagon, a group that picks up your food waste and adds it to a big compost pile, well I was thrilled. Yes I get excited by garbage.
They were there as well as several of my favorite vendors.
Like ...well, actually too many to name and I hate playing favorites, but...
The Hot Dog vendor is the bomb. And I don't know who he is. I know he uses a lot of Spotted Trotter goods but beyond that, I'm stupefied.
And his dogs are so good.
Skye is a testament to that.
I went to the EAV market the other day, in search of some greens and radishes and...
I run across the Holiday Arts and Crafts event.
Awesome and fun and randomish.
I was here the week before, so I knew they had the craft market going. That said, I picked up some amazing bath salts and muscle rub that were not going to be gifts, weren't going to be wrapped, and had nothing to do with the holiday spirit.
Nope it was all about practicality and dealing with my immediate suffering.
And it was good.
firstname.lastname@example.org She's got a lot more than this.
In fact she was good enough to sell us ciders and other holiday libations.