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Portland Farmer's Markets: Guest Post

One of the great things about the Blogathon is meeting other writers and bloggers. Nancy is a fellow writer and traveler and farmers market lover from Portland, Oregon. We swapped posts about market fun today, which means that now I really want to go to Portland. You can see my post over at her lovely website, Just a Backpack and a Rollie. Enjoy!

See you at the Farmers Market!  For many Portlanders, a trip to a local farmers market is a weekly tradition.   Earth friendly bags, baskets and carts in hand, they head out to meet  with friends, stock up on kale, scapes, and pea tendrils, pick a peck of peppers and sample the wares from apple cider to tasty tarts.
Portland Farmers Market - Eat Local
Portland Farmers Market - Eat Local
At last count there were more than 50 markets spread out across the Portland area.  Most open in early May and run through October.  Talk about bounty — we have dewy-fresh produce on offer somewhere every day - it's like living in the Garden of Eden, without the guilt.

Hubs and I visit like to "shop around" and we've been known to haunt more than one market on a weekend and even stop in on a Wednesday afternoon or Thursday evening market.  Sometimes, a trip to the farmers market is our shopping, dining and entertainment rolled into one.
Portland Farmers Market
Portland Farmers Market
Last Saturday we loaded the cooler in the back of the car and headed out to the Queen Mother of Farmers Markets - The Portland Farmers Market.  Located in the beautiful Park Blocks of Portland State University, tents are set up under the trees and stretch out over two blocks.  Of course, some vendors come and go according to season, but there are well over 130 vendors at this market offering everything from goat cheese truffles to Elk steaks.  Fresh Salmon, oysters, crab, halibut and tuna abound.   Take home some fiddlehead ferns, fava beans, black kale or gai soi and create something new and delicious for dinner.  We've had some winners and a few losers, but it's always an adventure in healthy eating.
Portland Farmers Market - spring onions
Portland Farmers Market - spring onions
There are tastings of everything from soup to nuts - literally.  With locally made cheeses, pestos, chocolates, pickles, kimchi, jams, wine, beer, or mead to choose from, you can make a meal just sampling your way around the market.  (Yes, we have).   Music?  Of course!  From violins to rock and roll, somebody is playing on every corner.  Throw in a couple of balloon artists, the poetry man, the digereedoo guy with his gaggle of awe-struck kids, cooking demonstrations, hot food vendors, fresh coffee from a bicycle powered cart, lots of tables, grass for sitting, and some very interesting people watching and you can see why, on a sunny Saturday on the first day in June, there were so many happy people hanging out at the Portland Farmers Market.farmersmarketbanjoplayers farmers market violins farmersmarketfarmers farmersmarketfarmerold
Yes indeed, it's farmers market season in Portland and Life is Good.
Now eat up your fava beans and you can have some salted caramel ice cream for dessert.
Cheers!
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Nancy Thompson blogs about exploring life, retirement and the world with just a backpack and a rolling suitcase.  
She is a blogger, travel writer and a retirement re-inventor.  One of her essays was recently published in 65 Things to Do When You Retire: Travel from Seller's Publishing.  You can follow Nancy at Just a Backpack and a Rollie.

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