Went to a farmers market in Leeds last week. I didn’t intend to go wild, but the stuff on offer was far too exciting. No need to feel faintly smug or moral, just very hungry.
You can go to one these things to support local suppliers, be organic etc if you like. And I think that’s important these days. But to be honest, the food is so good and it’s so wildly interesting, simply loving food is a good enough reason.
I ended up with:
6 buffalo sausages
Salami
1 pheasant
2 partridges
2 ostrich steaks
1 box of feta stuffed olives
2 calzone pizzas
2 pancetta pizzas
And I just resisted wild boar, a steaming sandwich from the hog roast and every cut of meat you can imagine.
Oh, and an ostrich egg that takes 1 hour to hard boil.



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