Good People Make a Great Market!

What is going on today? I feel like the planet has tilted so I’m all out of whack. Not to mention the kids.

Every time I turn around Jesse is either pushing daisy in her umbrella stroller like a Nascar driver or swinging her around by her pigtails.  

I somehow thought it would be a great idea to head to the Lexington Farmers Market with both of them. Normally I only have one child with me and it’s our one-on-one quality time and I can manage talking with people. Learning new tricks to make the garden grow, where different farmers are from, you know all the stuff I thrive on.

Well… to tackle that today with the planet tilted was not a outrageous idea, but still so much more then I gave thought to. Thank God everyone was so nice, and that Jesse was quite adorable for the first half of the trip.

We got there and I was a bit heartbroken that there were a limited amount of vendors. Then as we made our way around to see what everyone was offering, I became grateful.

The more I spoke with people, the more I felt at home. I asked questions about my own garden dilemmas and was met with wonderful advice, real advice. 

For example, I have an issue with the zucchini rotting before it’s even close to picking. It was suggested that I’m getting to much water and needed to create a better drainage system. This totally makes sense.

We made a point to buy from everyone and see how the product was. We got peaches from Monetta, purple potatoes from Lexington, zucchini from a farm off Old Cherokee road in Lexington and some all beef hot dogs from Little Mountain.

I was so excited to get home and pop those peaches open. They were my first of the season. Unfortunately because of the tilt in the day, they were inhabited by a stinking pest that you just don’t know is there until you open it. Needless to say, I was bummed.

I still needed a few items so I headed to the grocery with Jesse. We grabbed our goods and were headed out when I saw the logo of the place where we got the peaches. After a quick chat I learned that she had been over at the Whaley Street market. We spoke about the peaches. She assured me that I needed to just swing by the market and she’d replace them.

First, let me just say that when I buy from the farmers market I think it’s my due diligence to check out the product and pick wisely. I never expect a farmer to replace my bad choice. But that is exactly what she did.

She met me in the parking lot with a new batch of peaches. That’s something in my book.

I also snagged the Hormone-free-100%-beef hot dogs. I was trying to ask a few questions and that’s when Jesse started the whole Nascar race. I finally blurted out “OK, give me the hot dogs!”

We ate those on Sunday. Man, they were honestly the best all beef dogs I’ve ever eaten.

So good in fact, that the hubs instructed me to “get more” next week. Thank goodness he’ll be at the Irmo market because that is my planned stop for next weekend.

All in all the market was good. Small but good, and I will definitely  be going back.