From Market to Plate

Every second Friday for the last two months I have been visiting the produce market at Flemington with my friend Ang who is a former Chinese Calligraphy student of mine at MOSAIC, where I teach as a volunteer tutor.

Rain, hail or shine, Ang comes to pick me up at 8:45 a.m. and delivers me home, laden with fruit and vegetables that would last me the fortnight.  I have spoken of volunteer work being rewarding; well, Ang is one of the greatest reward.  Not only was he my best student, he has become a good friend.

I am living with an incurable cancer and I do not have a car so shopping can be draining.  With Ang’s help, this chore has become a stimulating and enjoyable outing.  I am also eating healthier, simply prepared meals.

A lunch wrap: flat bread that still carries the aroma of fire with mashed avocado, red capsicum, cucumber, chorizo and a dusting of salt and spices.

A lunch wrap: flat bread that still carries the aroma of fire with mashed avocado, red capsicum, cucumber, chorizo and a dusting of salt and spices.

The market is full of action.  Forklifts zoom about at speed, somehow avoiding collisions with each other and missing shoppers.

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If you don’t like fruit and vegetables you can opt for a giant donut.

Child with giant donut. Her mother said, good luck - she's camera shy :)

Child with giant donut. Her mother said, good luck – she’s camera shy :)

There are exotics like custard apples and lotus roots and things that I’ve never seen.  You might think you’re in Asia  or the Middle East.

Custard Apples in foreground

Custard Apples in foreground

Lotus roots

Lotus roots

I have no idea what this is or how to eat it. Must google.

I have no idea what this is or how to eat it. Must google.

This reminds me of my month in Istanbul.

This reminds me of my month in Istanbul.

After we loaded the car with purchases Ang and I would walk to the other side of Flemington for lunch, with Ang at the heavy end of a shopping trolley up the stairs of the overhead bridge.  Not mine – there’s always an old lady standing at the foot of the bridge with her shopping, waiting patiently for a good Samaritan (aka Ang).

Hainan Chicken and Rice. Ang and I are working through the numerous Asian eateries in Flemington.

Hainan Chicken and Rice. Ang and I are working through the numerous Asian eateries in Flemington.

About Mary Tang

An urban orchardist everyday, a volunteer regularly, a poet sometimes and a blogger since March 2015. I travel when I can. Food is a constant.
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13 Responses to From Market to Plate

  1. Makes me wonder if I should spend more time in Sydney markets…

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    • Mary Tang says:

      It’s nice to sit on the grass and listen to live music while munching on something delicious :) Oops; I thought your comment was about the North Sydney Produce Market post :) Oh yeah; Flemington is chaotic but vibrant and full of surprises.

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  2. Excellent post, Mary. Strange coincidence: Wolf, who I visited yesterday, was my own tutor 46 years ago.

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  3. Cynthia says:

    Looks like a great market. Ang sounds like a good person and I’m sure enjoys spending time with you. Fun!

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  4. arlingwoman says:

    Beautiful photos. It’s nice to have a shopping companion! I wondered what a custard apple was and now I’ve seen a photo. Your mystery greens resemble purslane, but it’s hard to tell scale–it looks quite large to be that. If it is, it’s a lemony flavored green you can mix with salads and add to soups as a thickening. But it may not be that.

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  5. mypersonalteenlife says:

    Wow I almost felt like I was there. The food picture at the end is making my mouth water. Great post!

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  6. mattb325 says:

    The only thing I miss about living in Sydney is the markets at Chinatown; I used to go there once a week from Erskineville to collect my supplies. They have wonderful spices at Paddy’s markets as well…mind you, I can now grow my own, but there is something about the jostle and produce that is a very enjoyable way to spend a morning. Did you find out what ‘Batley’ is supposed to be?

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  7. Great photos, can hear and smell it, it feels like being there! :)

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