Right across from where we’re anchored is a gathering of more or less permanent tented stalls of various touristy stuff, t-shirts, island clothing, handbags, jewelry and so on. On Saturdays there’s also a farmer’s market. The produce in the grocery stores is fairly good here but we definitely prefer buying from the growers. I managed to roust Jack early last Saturday to see what we could find at the market.
I bought the smallest wedge of West Indian pumpkin I could find and still it’s a huge amount. We had pumpkin quesadillas for Cinco de Mayo and it barely made a dent. The next night we had a lovely black bean and mango salad with rice and fried plantains. I’m open to any West Indian recipes you can share with me. Oh, and Jack did not buy any fish. You can take it up with him.
