The season of growth has come and gone (unless you are talking about my broccoli garden, which has just kept on going) but I still have dreams of the Boulder Farmers Market. I only got to go once this year, but it was a glorious trip. Jeff and I went just to pick up our weekly greens and such and avoid the cost of Whole Foods, which probably broke us even because of the gas it takes to get to Boulder, but we made out pretty well.
It’s nice knowing that the food you’re eating was grown right where you live, by average people just trying to make a living. There are tons of arguments for an against trying to buy exclusively local, but I can’t help but feel good when I buy my veggies from the person who spent the whole season nurturing them.
At this market, samples come in bounds, especially for items that have been jarred or preserved. We tried some vegan kimchi and pickled vegetables that will last us the year through.
Walking through the market is also sort of romantic in its own way. Holding hands and picking your favorite food to cook with the one you love. Children running, fresh smells, it’s lovely if you don’t mind the chaos to it all. Make sure to bring an empty backpack or some sacks to carry all your goods in. I also highly recommend the stands that let you put as many vegetables as can fit into a bag for one price – it’s definitely a great deal.
After you’re done at the farmers market, go hiking on any of Boulder’s famous trails, or head into downtown for a good lunch/coffee. Boulder is the best when you make a whole day out of it an explore.