The Union Square greenmarket was a must on my to-do list as soon as I found out about it. On Wednesday I got the chance to visit all the goodness that New York and its’ surroundings have to offer.
I am not sure if the market is bigger on weekends than during the weekdays, or if my expectations were just too high. I intend to visit as many farmer’s markets or ‘greenmarkets’ in Manhattan (and maybe Brooklyn) as possible – which can be a challenge. The organization GrowNYC has put a lot of effort into making the city, and people’s lifestyles, more sustainable.
The Union Square park was a perfect place to have lunch, even though the stallholders in the market sold mainly fresh produce, baked items such as cupcakes and cookies (with vegan options) meat and cheese. Few stalls had apple cider, honey, condiments or flowers and other plants such as herbs.
I will definitely go to Union Square greenmarket again on a Saturday to see, if there is more on offer – I miss the pita bread and superb spreads that could be sampled in Mountain View Farmers’ Market in California, not to mention all the other spectacular foods that were sold (and available for sampling) there! So far, I think Mountain View has the best farmer’s market I’ve been to. Even the 20 different types of oranges could be tasted before purchase, so you got your favorite kind for sure!
The Union Square Greenmarket is open Mon, Wed, Fri & Sat 8-18 (or 8:00 a.m – 6:00 p.m as they say in here).
Other farmer’s markets on my to-go list include the following: New Amsterdam, Williamsburg Smorgasburg, Hester Street fair, and maybe Botanical Garden Greenmarket. They are not organized by GrowNYC, which has 21 different markets around Manhattan, on different days.
Last Sunday I got to visit the kids’ camp that starts on Thursday. I found out that when I get on the train and to work, they get to hop on a mini bus that takes them to maybe the most idealistic place to spend the summer! Pictures say more than a thousand words, but I will say that the thousand kids who go to that camp will have more fun than any picture can tell!
The kids go to Coleman every weekday before 9, and they come home after 4. There are special events throughout the summer, and various activities are organized daily. Ice cream is offered daily, and the kids get to eat pizza every week!
During my brief visit I saw canoes, horse stables, different kinds of sports fields etc. In addition to the piggie, there was goats as well as other animals.
Of course this kind of luxury is not free. The summer at Colemans costs over 5,000 dollars per kiddie. The youngest campers are under 3 years old. Of course, every camper must weak camp clothes, which could be purchased on the premises. For the hard-working parents this kind of camps are a good way of making sure their offspring stays out of trouble, gets to socialize, learns new things, gets some fresh air and stays off the computer. Win-win to all.
There are certain things that make Finnish summer outstanding. Those memories of the warm, sweet summer days give us strength to endure the brutal winter and the months of darkness. My Finnish summers are completed with the following:
Midsummer is a big festival in Finland. The cities are deserted, when people go to their summer cottages to celebrate the long day and non-existent night. After juhannus, the days get shorter and the darkness starts to draw closer and closer.
I have never been a big fan of Midsummer. Most of the years I can remember, the weather has been horrible. This year I am glad to miss all the hassle of getting to the supermarket (and Alko liquor store) before they close. No beer and barbecue, or guessing how many drowned this year. In stead…
…I am enjoying the hotness of the New York summer (from yesterday’s 37 degrees C, it has now dropped to just 32). This morning started with an astanga yoga practice on the patio. Later, we will go have dinner at the Meca pool. Not bad alternative, I say. I wonder what the weather is like in Finland…
Still a bit jet lagged, I have been waking up around 5.30 or 6.30 every morning. I don’t mind the long, more relaxed mornings – back home I used to just get up, get dressed and get out. After breakfast with the kids (pancakes for them, cereal and fruit for me), my morning goes like this.
The MTA takes about 45 minutes to the city.
I leave at the last train stop, Penn Station. There, I find my way to the exit to 7th Ave.
I walk about 3 minutes to number 333. There, to the lift and to 10th floor.
Here I sit for the day, have lunch in one of the dozens of restaurants just down, up or around the block, come back to the office and then around 6 pm the pictured routine is reversed.