Back before everything was “certified” organic and we had to walk both ways uphill in the three foot snowfall to get to school, there was only one way to get organic produce. Go to the farmer’s market. Buy fresh and buy local. Support your fellow citizens. Now, even the food at the farmer’s market has to specify if it’s organic or not. And you better believe you’re going to pay the price to buy the beautiful, pretty, successful, organic zucchini instead of the horrible, rotten, no-good, regular zucchini. I mean, is there even a competition?

Nevertheless, the farmer’s market is one of my favorite spots. I love walking around the booths and just viewing the produce. That and eating it. Right off the table. That’s how I roll.

Cue the “Oh My God! You don’t wash that first?” comments. I get it. You think you MUST wash every single piece of anything that gets even remotely close to your mouth. This may come as a grave concern for some, but I don’t have an issue with eating a tomato before washing it. Since we’re on the topic, I don’t buy organic either. Uh-oh!I didn’t want to disappoint my taste buds, so when I saw these tomatoes, I had to bite in. And they didn’t disappoint. They were amazing. And they weren’t organic!  Is it possible? (Disclaimer: My hands are not dirty. They are stained with paint from my coffee table restoration!)

My mom and I found some great eats at the farmer’s market this weekend. We also found quite a few odd pieces. Seriously, what is that thing in my mom’s hand. Clearly it’s not organic. Because it’s ugly.

I couldn’t be happier that there is a market less than one block from our new home. I will be there every Saturday with my mouth watering.