On my way home from the airport last weekend I thought I'd stop in at the Farmers' Market for a change. I live a good 20 minutes from town and can't really justify the petrol use (or, to be honest, drag myself out of bed) to go in on a Saturday morning unless I have a specific purchase I need to make.
Our Farmers' Market is held at the railway station, we no longer have any passenger services apart from tourist excursion trains. I parked on the other side of the tracks and walked over the overbridge, then down the platform …
… past the old booking office, which is very beautiful …
… to the far end of the station. Here are a few photos:
Even one of the local boutique breweries has a stall:
And this African band was entertaining the shoppers:
This is what the Railway Station looks like from the other side:
A few years ago the city council decided to install formal gardens in front of it, I love watching them change with the seasons.
This knot garden stays the same, of course:
But the flower beds are constantly changing:
At the moment this one is mostly parsley, of all things.
I bought some pork tongues and smoked ham hocks from the guy from Havoc Pork, and arranged with him to order a leg for this year's prosciutto.
I turned the pork hocks into this terrine:
It's the same as this one, but I went a bit easier on the butter and mustard, and lined the pan with some of my prosciutto.
And with the tongues I made this pressed tongue thingy:
It was only $3 for four tongues, which is pretty good value.