© irene waters 2015
(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.
© irene waters 2015
© irene waters 2015
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.
Prepared for weekly photo challenge
Reflections and Nightmares- Irene A Waters (writer and memoirist) 
All markets are great places for meeting people and produce alike. I love markets.
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Me too.
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So deliciously tempting, Irene. And how easy to get fresh food! We travel 35 minutes by car to the Raleigh Farmer’s market to get farm stuff.
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We are lucky we have such a short walk. Great to have it though no matter how far you have to travel to get it.
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wow!
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Some I’d eat and some I’d think about.
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I love markets and this looks like a winner, Irene.
janet
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It is a great little market with great community. Thanks Janet.
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Great photos. You would have been soo healthy then.
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Absolutely. There was no rubbish in our diet at all. The trouble was it created a mentality of eat as much as you can while its available because it’ll soon be gone. I haven’t been able to shake that and the weight is piling on.
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That’s what I enjoy visiting in different countries. The joy of what freshness has to offer.
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And it is so different in the many places you can go.
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I was right there with you on the “fresh” food…until that last photo. I’m not sure how long I’d last there. 😉
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Again, I’m with you Sarah. I don’t need to know what I’m buying visually. Being told it is pork is enough for me. 🙂
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So many of the countries we call “third world” live with a far more realistic attitude to the death of what we eat, I feel. BUT ! – I do not wish to !!!
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I agree M-R. I’m happy to be told that it is pork. I once went to a restaurant in Sydney where the menu told you about the beasts life on the farm, the names of the farmers, what it ate , almost everything other than its name. I couldn’t order steak there – they’d become too real.
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I think it’s easy to go too far …
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Very easy
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One of our favourite activities when we travel is to walk through the local food markets. In some places they are eye-opening!
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Yes you see things presented very differently in some places. Particularly what is sold to eat.
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Fresh definitely is best…and I love that photo of you Irene! How wonderful that your market is only a three-minute walk through the park, I would just love that. The sense of community too is fabulous. A great way to live…although I might have to re-think that in Vietnam with the kind of fresh food on display there
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Totally agree Sherri. Pigs heads are not for me either nor some of the other critters they had on display. 🙂
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😛
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