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Learning a New Community: Farmer’s Market Finds
Immersion in local organizations helps transition after a move.
When we moved to Wisconsin from New York, over twenty years ago, we immersed ourselves in the local culture. We went to most of the festivals in the surrounding towns — the Butter Fest, the Apple Fest, the Octoberfest, and the Riverfest. It was a way to get to know the local area, its people, and its traditions.
We found what we liked and what we didn’t like. We went back to those fests that held something interesting for our family, and let the rest go, knowing we didn’t enjoy it or wasn’t worth a Saturday morning.
When we lived in Baltimore, a trip to the Belvedere Market was part of a Sunday morning routine. This was an indoor market similar to the Reading Market in Philly but much, much smaller and not downtown. We lived for a short time on the northwest side of Baltimore County in a Hasidic Jewish Community, so taking advantage of some pastries from the “Nosh Shop” on the way to the market was also a common stop.
When we travel, we also try to go to some local markets and craft shows. On Kauai, in 2013, we went to a Farmer’s Market and bought a White Pineapple. On Maui, this year, we went to a Farmer’s Market in Kapalua and didn’t buy anything — it was more crafts than produce…
