The Ultimate Farmers MarketPosted by Pailin Chongchitnant on Tuesday, October 13th, 2009
Tags for this Article: farmers market, Ferry Building, san francisco
If you are a farmers market kind of person—you spend all morning examining produce stopping only for a quinoa salad and a soy chai, you get excited over oddly shaped squash, you interview anyone who’s selling anything, you plan your entire dinner based on the three tomatoes you bought because they were picked this morning from farmer Joe’s garden—then yes, I’m talking to you. As my first post on Foodists, I would like to contribute to you an idea for a vacation destination.
Though I was a Vancouverite for only a brief period, I was truly proud of the city for all the farmer’s markets chanting the mantra: “local, seasonal, organic.” When time came for me to move down to San Francisco, I innocently thought I was going to miss it.
Boy, was I wrong. One of my first spots to visit in Frisco was the Ferry Plaza Famers Market. I arrived on Saturday, market day, and from across the street all I could see was an ocean of white tents surround a gigantic waterfront building crowned with an elegant clock tower. Under one of those tents were gorgeous peaches, plums, and…what is a pluot!? I investigated further and came across a man selling organic Saint Benoit Yogurt in quaint little clay pots which you return for refill or pot refund, how’s that for recycling?
I kept walking, and it never ended. People upon people flooded every inch of space—kids, dogs, musicians. Produce I’d never seen before (a round Parisian carrot?), vegan sushi stand and jams made from every fruit you know and even those you don’t. There was a line for coffee longer than the iPhone line on their first day—turned out it’s Blue Bottle Coffee, unanimously agreed upon to be worth the wait because they brew your coffee by the individual cup.
Step inside the building and you will experience a more chic ambiance. A long hallway full, not of Saturday tents, but of gourmet shops that are open daily. Now we’re talking a caviar bar, organic charcuterie, a mushroom shop selling Fresh black truffles (yes, I held one in my hand), a local artisanal chocolate boutique, you get the idea.
My senses were overwhelmed, and myself humbled. I saw, smelled, heard and tasted so many new foods that my brain was challenged to describe them. And I thought I’d seen it all. This is the place to be, if you are the type to walk around the market looking for inspiration for dinner, as many prominent chefs come here to do.
So besides wanting to share with you a food destination, I also want to share what this experience reminded me to always do: cook, look, learn, read, explore, taste, travel, and do it like a real foodist!