More than buying local vegetables

I first visited the Saturday morning Phoenix Public Market in downtown Phoenix on Sept. 6, 2014. I know the exact date because I still have the email I sent to Brian from The Proper Beast later that day raving about how good those brats were he was sampling and how he had said I could email him for the barbecue sauce recipe he had served with them.

That was the dsc05354-e1510358724869.jpgday I knew I was going to be just fine in Phoenix: the city I had moved to only one month earlier knowing no one else there but my spouse.

I have always loved farmers market, what they can mean both economically and socially for a community. When I visit new cities, I want to stop by their farmers markets. I have a background in agriculture, love to cook and bake, and strive to support small, local businesses. But aside from the logical reasons I’m attracted to farmers markets, they also have the power to make you feel like you belong, that you’ve been welcomed into a community. The Phoenix Public Market did that for me the day I first stopped by and I’ve been a big fan ever since.

Now I’m excited to share the stories of a particular group of people who also love the Phoenix Public Market: the vendors.

Visit the Phoenix Public Market blog regularly to read up on the variety of incredible people running their businesses at the Phoenix Public Market. (I will also post links on this site to those stories as they are posted.) Then, be sure to show up Saturday mornings and ask them for even more details yourself.