Farmer's markets are, of course, not always what they seem to be. Sometimes, they are simply places that people pull up to in trucks, having purchased produce at a middle man organization, and then attempted to pass it off as direct form the farmer. (Not so much, those of you selling bananas. But harder to tell than they some times.) So, when at an unfamiliar farmer's market, ask. These two are my "home" markets and, of course, I no longer have to ask.
Geneva's Farmer's Market is amazing. Among my favorites, are the purveyors of beans and Evergreen Farms. The latter (Hello Joe!) sells (on occasion) chickens which I have been known to say are the best chickens ever. (And no, they are not alive, so vegans and vegetarians, beware.) Since I cannot always get to Geneva on Thursday mornings, here is a youtube I like. It is not some place to go when you are in a hurry (at least for me) as it is also a great place to run into friends, gossip with farmers you know, and generally enjoy yourself.
Canandaigua's Farmer's Market is actually my partner's haunt, but I was there recently as well. In some ways, it is even better than Geneva's -- though that may be a feeling caused by the fact that the space is a tad bit smaller. Among the dandy possibilities there is Italy Hill, which has (i addition to many other wonders) popcorn. Yep, popcorn. And, this time we bought something I almost never buy: celery. Why? Because it was beautiful. And that, dear readers, is something I never thought I would say about celery.
Do you have a favorite farmer's market?