THe Creative Self

I eat with my eyes ……..     what do you eat with?  This has to be the best farmers market I have visited.  Row upon row of fresh green salad leaves, so many varieties I lost count, bright red lush tomatoes of all sizes, tiny pearls to big butch meaty globes.  Huge piles of soft fruit, some artfuly displayed in huge pyramid shapes,juicy red and yellow cherries, raspberries, cape gooseberries, strawberries, rambutans, lychees, paw paw, papaya and mangoes.  Then theres the artisan bakers, beautifully worked bread in a myriad of shapes,  pastires, cakes, biscuits, all lined up in their mouthwateringly showiness. 

Huge piles of crushed ice closely conceal the jewel like flesh of super fresh salmon, its orange red flesh just seen below its frozen overcoat.  Here and their a huge crab pincer has broken its icy crust along with the silvery toughened overcoats of the huge spotted prawns.  

Cheeses, fresh pasta, pates, herbs and spices, oriental good, speciality teas and of course the flowers, rows of brightly coloured bloms, heady with perfume, dewy fresh, and screaming out for my camera to capture their magnificense.  

I wondered out among the people, music of pan pipes drifted over, a young man flame thrower was going about his business in the square, people watching, sitting on benches reading, chatting, children laughing.  Strolling along looking in the windows, a dye shop caught my eye, on entering all I could see was basket upon basket of  warm hued wools in every concievable colour and texture, soft mohair, the crispeness of hemp, silk and wool, alpaca, skeins hanging on walls and suspended from the ceiling.  A real sight to behold…….

this place is an experience not to be missed, if you ever find yourself in downtown vancouver its a must see!!