Hello, my name is Alicia and I can’t stop taking photos at the Minneapolis Farmers Market.
No, seriously. It got kind of out of hand, so today I’m bringing you this colorful, photo-heavy post featuring all the gorgeous things Liz, Robyn and I found when we spent one roasting hot Saturday morning in August at the market.
The Minneapolis Farmers Market actually operates during weekdays and weekends in a few different locations, but they pull out all the stops at the north Lyndale location on weekend mornings.
Liz’s friend Denise is a farmers market connoisseur so when she said we couldn’t miss this one, we listened.
The market makes use of an admittedly odd corner of urban space under the interstate, but the the rows and rows of stalls, live music and happy, chattering people keep things lively.
The people watching was great (and made me covet people’s bikes, reusable shopping bags and teeny little dogs) and the vendors offered a little bit of everything.
The produce is the star, of course, but we also sampled tea and coffee while we checked out clothing, accessories, books, toys and jewelry.
There’s a small food court area with public restrooms, which is nice if you’re there over lunch or if someone in your group needs to sit for a moment.
Liz is our resident bathroom diva (seriously, ask her about her multi-point rating system sometime) is a fan of any market that boasts actual restrooms.
I seriously wish I could have bought one of the gorgeous bouquets of fresh cut flowers the vendors were selling. It seemed like everyone had one tucked into their bike basket or shopping bag. They were cheap — all under $10 — and the blooms were stunning.
As an added bonus, you could take a break in the flower cooler to check out more flowers or just escape the heat. They had a pocket of shade and live music in front of the building, so it’s a good corner to hide out in if you need a little break.
Since there was a heat advisory in effect (it was 93 in the shade by 11:00 a.m.) and whatever we bought would have to handle a dozen more hours in a hot car, we didn’t buy all the pretty things that made us ooh and ahh.
Even so, our take for the morning included dill, a fedora, ginger, a children’s book, homemade salsa, tea, two pairs of sunglasses and one of these gorgeous baskets of strawberries that we ate while walking around.
It took us about five minutes to polish them off.
The look on Robyn’s face is a pretty accurate description how we excited we were to eat them. There were maybe three or four berries out of dozens and dozens that weren’t completely ripe and even those were delicious.
We had just under two hours to kill before needed to meet our friend Naomi for lunch in Saint Paul. We strolled at a pretty leisurely pace and didn’t even make it to the end. We could have stayed for another hour pretty easily.
There’s street parking and paid lots available nearby, but most options require what the average American would consider a bit of a walk — a few city blocks. (For me, that means about four or five miles, but I acknowledge I’m not typical in this regard.)
There are several bus and lightrail routes that arrive nearby if you want to avoid parking and take in a more interesting view of the city instead. I’m assuming I interpreted the transit map properly, but if I’ve forgotten any routes, give me a heads up.
It’s absolutely worth checking out. I’ll definitely be back with a bigger bag next time.
What’s your favorite farmers market? What’s your favorite farmers market find? What should I see on my next trip to this market?
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