Prior to living in Ireland, I didn't have much experience with farmers' markets but now (!) when traveling it has become a pretty consistent destination point. What better way to learn about a new town or country than through food in its most basic form- fresh, vibrant and beautiful.
So yesterday, Limerick's Milk Market was our sweet little detour. There are no gimmicks here-- simple fresh produce, wine and greenery from people who love what they do is their biggest appeal. Add in a lively buzzy atmosphere, trials of savoury and sweet bites and people who want you to know the story behind what you're buying and it's a place you can easily find yourself escaping to each weekend.
We tucked into fresh sauces, red velvet cake with a disproportionate amount of frosting, happily bought our first jar of Katie Sanderson's infamous White- Mausu Peanut Rāyu, Claire introduced me to Toonsbridge straw smoked scarmoza cheese (yum) and had what could have been an hour long visit easily turn into three.
We were such happy campers.
On another note, Claire has very kindly offered me her second room (posting this for corroborating evidence) so this sort of weekend may actually be a not-too-distant reality. Milk market produce and a lovely abode to while away the hours? Win-win.