Even on a rainy Saturday, a trip to the Nashville Farmers’ Market is sure to ignite your senses. A heavy downpour doesn’t begin to drown out the clamor of curious shoppers, educated farmers and regular restaurant-goers looking to start their morning with a butter cake or stack of pancakes. On this particular soggy morning when we visited, the market was populated mostly by people with a purpose: looking for what they needed to make dinner.
Inside the farm sheds, produce stands are fresh and full of color with produce picked daily. In peak season, the market becomes a labyrinth of berries, tomatoes, corn and peaches. The scent of ripe cantaloupe mixes with that of donuts from the fryer and just-popped popcorn. I always make a beeline for Swafford Farm‘s booth in search of what are not only the best tomatoes in Tennessee, but arguably the best in the world. Much to my surprise, there are still plenty left at 9:30 a.m. on Saturday morning.
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