I love farmer’s markets.  It’s the next best thing to having a garden.  Tomatoes taste like tomatoes.  Cucumbers have flavor.  You believe that the vegetables you are eating actually grew in the dirt, rather than some 100,000 square-foot warehouse surrounded by flourescent lights and vitamin-water.

Today we tried out the local farmer’s market, and though it wasn’t my favorite of this year, we found a good bunch of carrots, baby cucumbers, and a big basket of tomatoes.  My 2 1/2 year old was quite disappointed at the lack of tractors and cows, but he did proclaim loudly “There’s the farmer!” when a man brought a new bag of corn out from under the table. 

I’m hoping to get in early on a CSA next spring.