(11 photos) I took this photo last weekend at our local Farmers market in Noosa Australia. It is a hive of activity and community. People buy their organically grown meat, fish and veggies whilst others meet for some of the wonderfully fresh food and coffee that is also sold. Some do both. For us it is a three-minute walk through the park and many Sundays will find us here.
On the island of Tanna in Vanuatu we remembered what life was like before refrigeration. In our early days we had a gas bar fridge not large enough to store meat, fish and veggies so we bought or caught everything fresh as required. We’d take dinner orders at lunch to give us the time to do the necessary catching of lobsters and fish or slaughtering of chickens. The market, held twice a week, sold only those fruit and vegetables currently in season. This differs only from other fresh food markets in that there are no supermarkets to obtain the food not available at the market. Potato season was my favourite and we were sad to see it go.
In Vietnam the markets were much more confronting with eyes staring out at you, heads ensuring there is no doubt what the meat once was and long scraggly legs.
In all three places the markets are a place of community, chatter and laughter and a place where fresh is best.
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