I didn’t get to the inaugural Hawkesbury Farmers Market last week so I was determined to make it this week. To be frank, I wasn’t quite in the mood, which coloured my experience. It was smaller than I’d expected — I don’t know why I’d expected it to be bigger, perhaps it was from reading not one but two posts from Aussie food bloggers on London’s Borough Markets. Also I’d hoped to meet Chocolatesuze there, I’m sure she was at the first one.
On reflection, if the muck hadn’t been hitting the fan at work so I had to hurry back, I’d have had a much better time. As it was, I enjoyed a sausage sandwich from Eumundi Smokehouse and turned on my heel to leave after a quick look round. Looking back at my hasty snaps, I wish I’d bought some bread.
The baker in the picture had an interesting sign about spelt and gluten intolerance. Next time I’ll ask them about it as it would be nice to find something for Fleur to eat that isn’t a tiny gluten-free loaf that weigh as much as a lead bar.
With perhaps a little gingerbread to wash it all down with.











