The Memphis Farmers Market was wonderful yesterday morning. We were there early, but the crowd was already buzzing and the booths were stuffed to overflowing with a large variety of options. We relied heavily on Jones Orchard for strawberries and sweet potatoes, also picking up a jar of preserves that was offered among the array of canned goods. One booth attracted us with a heretofore unknown variety of radish that is squat and long as opposed to predominantly round -- we'll have to do a bit more research on the origin but we picked up a large bunch nonetheless. Also fresh mixed greens and gigantic green onions and more.
The boys were absolutely fascinated with a folk-art birdhouse booth from Kelli Boyd Birdhouses in Millington: we could barely drag them away from the quirky designs. There were also two beef purveyors (only one was grass-fed -- beware!), multiple stands offering baked goods, a beautiful cut-flower booth among many other options. We had a great time and walked away with our mesh bags overflowing with local goodness.
One of the things that forcefully struck me about visiting the market was the excitement and gratification being exhibited by the farmers and providers present. I can only imagine how it must feel to be bringing the first truckload of tomato starts or micro greens or walnuts to the market, knowing that the work invested will yield culinary pleasures to your customers. As the season progresses, some booths will remain consistent while others will fall away only to be replaced by new farmers who specialize in different produce. And our mesh bags will overflow.
Afterwards, I took the family for breakfast at the Arcade, the oldest operating restaurant in Memphis. If you haven't visited this landmark, make sure you make the time. We sat at the counter where the kids were able to spin on the stools and flirt with the bustling waitresses. A good, sticky time was had by all! (Can you say syrup overload?) They had never been to the Arcade before, and all asked to make it a weekly ritual as we visit the farmers market this summer. One of the most unique aspects was the intermingling of farmers market patrons (only a block away) and crusty Beale Street types just awake from a late evening at the Memphis in May Music Festival the night before.
Before we headed back to our suburban homestead we took a quick detour over to Miss Cordelia's Grocery in Harbortown. We had seen an add for this spot in the inaugural issue of Edible Memphis Magazine and needed to check it out. The store is like the grocery store you would open if you had the opportunity to design it yourself: small and comfortable, with lots of delicacies, a real butcher and all the essentials. More importantly, though, in the back it opens into Miss Cordelia's Kitchen, which is a cafe-style restaurant serving a wide variety of culinary delights. Even with our bellies stuffed full of pancakes and beignets we were tempted to sample some of Miss Cordelia's specialties. Alas, one can only eat so much before noon on Saturday. We'll be back soon.
The best part of getting in the habit of supporting local farmers at the farmers markets on Saturday morning is the need to get up and out early to make sure the one thing you desperately need isn't sold out by the time you get there. You can have a full day before you even arrive at lunchtime. And then you can have another full day in the afternoon. Memphis is full of adventures we haven't invented yet and we're looking forward to filling them in all summer long.
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