Saturday Morning

The plumber came round this morning to fix a dripping loo. Apparently he's a friend of the owner, so he can only come 'round on weekends and holidays. That's usually not a problem, except this morning I particularly wanted to go to the market to get fresh food.

They have an organic growers market at City Farm in East Perth on Saturday mornings. You have to be early to get the good stuff, and even on a normal Saturday I rarely manage to get there before 10am. This morning I didn't get there much before 11 and nearly all the good stuff was gone.

I like this market because it is about the only place in Perth that you can get decent fruit and veg that actually tastes like something. All the supermarkets and the few greengrocers in the city seem to get their stuff from the same few wholesalers. Generally the top level stuff goes to the supermarkets and the seconds to the greengrocers and markets - or that is what it seems. Either way, the fruit is always hard and tastless and the vegetables either hard or watery.

The market is not big, only half a dozen stalls or so. There is are a couple of growers selling odds and ends of vegetables, one orange grower who sells the best oranges, another that sells whatever fruit is in season (apples and pears, peaches, nectarines, plums...) and finally a big vege stall hosted by an old Vietnamese couple. Their stuff is sometimes imported from interstate but it is all good. They are great salespeople too. I always come away having bought more than I intended to. Today I came away with a bunch of green spinach-ish vegetable that tastes of mustard. I have no idea what I will do with it.

Not always cheap, but recommended.