Everyone loves a market and everyone hates the supermarket right? Especially mothers…who also have their children with them.*
How I loathe them. Under fluorescent lighting, I peer through multiple layers of packaging and plastic at my potential food source. How old is it? Where’s it from? What is a 330 and an E214 and why is it in my muesli? I’m not sure why a kiwi fr
uit needs to be lined up with 5 compatriots in an armoured cell complete with a serrated knife/spoon. Are they so delicious they must be devoured immediately before one can get to a cutlery draw?
And why is that bread made in the Czech Republic and then flown to the supermarket bakery to be heated for 5 minutes so that we may be assured it has been “baked in Australia”? Could they not mix it here too? And why are the vegetables so elderly and tasteless and unnervingly shiny?
But help is at hand….
Right here in the Eastern Suburbs of Sydney in Bondi Junction we have our own weekday market, just a hop and a skip from the Little Space. We love it so much we are thinking of investing in our Little Space complimentary market trolley. It’s hard to get all those homemade cronuts back to the office with just bags. Those babies are huge.
Our little market is such a treasure trove for the famished lunch time workers and and the disorganised amongst us who have forgotten to buy bread and fruit and veg and who may have a carton of eggs in the fridge at home that may have been in there for a very long time…
It’s not a market for the uber cool but there is 
also no fear of an encounter with a knitted pastel baby hat and bootie set stall. But there are lovely flowers, organic veggies and an always reliable organic coffee stall. The egg lady is always there and the Apple man from Orange with buckets and buckets of apples that actually smell applely. It’s such a lovely smell that I actually felt a bit sad that apples rarely smell of apples anymore and they might only have that smell for a day or 2, just as long as it takes to come down from Orange to sit under an awning on a lovely summer afternoon in a busy city.
So next time you are in the Junction or coming to work at the Little Space, stop by the market and buy your lunch and a few things for dinner too.
And an apple.
*Poll results based on no evidential data whatsoever but you know it’s true.