“Stop……!! Farmer’s Market!” On a road trip. Got off the road in Baker City, Oregon, one of my favorite small towns. We were here last summer on the way home from Arizona, and we enjoyed our evening there eating at the lovely Geiser Grand Hotel and walking on the Leo Adler Memorial Parkway along the Powder River. So it seemed like a logical spot to get off the road and get an ice cream cone. As we drove by the park, I spotted the Wednesday afternoon farmer’s market, and my husband pulled off across the street.
It was a lovely small town farmer’s market. Not a lot of vendors, but a nice variety of friendly farmers with good produce. And it seemed to be a popular hangout–everyone was having fun. Here is a copy of their mission statement: To enhance the quality of our lives by promoting and encouraging the development of high quality local produce and provide an outlet for farmers, artisans and other producers to sell directly to the public. To foster our sense of community and sustain small-scale agriculture.
I love every part of that mission. And from what I saw, they are accomplishing it. We bought some marionberries and cherries from friendly vendors–yum. I would have bought more, but that was all we had room for in the cooler. It always seems like it’s hard to eat healthfully and sustainably on the road–look for farmer’s markets to help solve that problem.