I walked past the Wednesday on-campus farmers’ market this afternoon, while going from one errand to another. I stopped to look at what was there, thinking I might find something snackable or salady. Although there were some pretty nice-looking blackberries, and even a red pepper, I wound up not buying anything. Instead, I was reminded of one of my peeves about some farm stands: no prices visible, anywhere. I know it’s more work to label everything, but I hatehatehate trying to catch a farmer’s attention just to ask prices. I’ve been accused of trying to cut in line when all I wanted to do was not wait in line before knowing whether the produce was a price I was willing to pay. If I don’t see a price and there’s a crowd, I’ll just leave. Waiting is fine, but not if I have to wait before deciding what I want to buy.
/grumbling




























