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Portland: A Trip To The Farmers Market

Today I ventured out at some Godless hour of the morning to go to the Portland Farmers Market at PSU (Portland State University), my first trip ever to a Farmers Market of any sort.

Charlie, my not-so-native native guide (we’re both from the same Massachusetts hometown), brought me there as part of my Portland initiation. And this looks like another experience I’d like to repeat.

Stalls full of locally grown produce, like these snap peas, await visitors to the Farmers Market

There's also a host of pear and apple varieties

The market only takes cash, something I didn’t quite realize before we left. But fortunately I had enough for some coffee and to pick up a catnip plant for my kitties, some homegrown spinach, radishes and — well, while I probably shouldn’t have spent the money, on some fresh caught steamer clams.

The clams will meet their firey death this evening, poor guys.

But don’t tell the vegans. They appear to have gangs roaming around the streets, tagging things with graffiti.

Vegans mark their turf -- watch out for them

Now I’ve seen my share of nasty, swear-filled gang tags, but running across a Portland parking meter tagged with “Vegan” — well that really cracked me up this morning.

Man I love this town.

The market also has lots of fish, meat and locally made cheese — I tried and bought some Willamette Valley Cheese Co. Chive and Smoked Pepper Farmstead Eola Jack, which was just too good to pass up.

My crack dealer... er... I mean my steamer clam dealer

And I discovered a vinegar producer (Blossom Vinegars) — which had a really nice honey vinegar that’s their take on Balsamic Vinegar.

The food stalls were pretty good too. Charlie and I had some very tasty breakfast burritos from one of them.

There’s also another very cool aspect of downtown — protected biker lanes, which you can use to travel to and from the market.

We took Charlie’s eco-friendly car this morning. But as we parked in what seemed like the middle of the street he told me it’s a new thing done by the city — the parking leaves a strip for bikers to use that is protected from moving traffic.

Protected biking. Who knew?

I took my bike out for a spin yesterday and noticed that this really is a very bike friendly town. The cars actually stop and look out for you — which is good because at one point I wasn’t paying attention yesterday and could have been run over.

There are streets across the city designated as bike highways. And signs that point out places where only cyclists may enter.

I need to get in shape still, and build up my stamina, but with a town so inviting I can’t wait to get out and ride some more.

What’s next? Stay tuned.

I hope there’s a beach in my near future.


May 8, 2010 - Posted by | Portland | , , , ,


  1. I love farmer’s markets, and I have to love a place where the worst it can come up with in terms of disfunctional citizens are vegans!!

    Comment by henrysmummy2003 | May 8, 2010 | Reply

  2. lol yeah I saw that tag and just knew I had to post it ๐Ÿ™‚

    Comment by SueVo | May 8, 2010 | Reply

  3. Great points! I will be checking back here often!

    Comment by Cindy | May 8, 2010 | Reply

  4. Thanks Cindy ๐Ÿ™‚

    Comment by SueVo | May 9, 2010 | Reply

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