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A trip to Myakka.

June 24, 2013

Over the weekend, I took a trip out east to Myakka so I could check out the Old Miakka Farmers Market—a new-ish market that I’d heard great things about and had been meaning to get to for a few months. So in spite of the 90-degree-plus temps, I jumped in my car, grabbed my beloved Kilenso flat white from Perq Coffee Bar, and enjoyed every single second of the 30-ish minute drive and my time in Myakka.

Now, don’t get me wrong: I am a girl who likes living in an urban area. I enjoy the amenities that city life offers; I love living five minutes away from my office, the beach, the grocery store and Sarasota’s wonderful downtown shops and restaurants. That said, there is something so incredibly mind-clearing and spirit-lifting about driving away from all of that—about making the transition from buildings and parking lots to, well, cows and farmland. Heading out to Myakka, this transition is incredibly apparent: As soon as you get past the junction for the interstate, the landscape begins to change, and before you know it you’re on a two-lane road, feeling like you’re hours away from city life—even if it’s really only a few minutes.

So needless to say, I was in a great mood when I got to the market, which was a bit sparsely populated thanks to the heat, but which was still incredibly enjoyable. I got some organic produce, a dozen farm-fresh eggs and a lecture on how I should make sure to use the whole egg—not just the whites—because it’s good for me from a lovely couple, as well as some local honey and a crunchy homemade peanut-butter-and-honey mixture that is mind-blowingly good on top of whole wheat toast from Loren at Myakka Gold. Yum. (Side note: It is apparently my goal to try every honey made in Sarasota.) There was a Mexican food vendor making icy treats and empanadas, too, that I’m looking forward to trying next time.

I also made friends with the two adorable goats you see below, as well as Mr. Darcy the Turkey, and made sure to snap some shots of the Old Miakka Methodist Church (est. 1886), where the market is held, the quaint Old Miakka Cemetery and the Old Miakka Schoolhouse. I love Old Florida.

The Old Miakka Farmers Market is at 1620 Myakka Road, Sarasota, and if you’re local I highly recommend a trip out—both for the delicious vendor offerings and for the change of pace. I’ll be there often, I can tell you that much.

P.S. I am not sure why Myakka the city/area is spelled that way and the market, schoolhouse and church are spelled “Miakka”—the copy editor in me is cringing!—but that’s how it is; I promise I’m not just spelling things randomly.


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  • Reply
    Sarah | For the Love of Chow
    June 24, 2013 at 2:19 pm

    These photos are fantastic! And I know what you mean, even just digging in the dirt of my garden has the ability to transport me away from all the buzz of the city life. I believe that we really do need green around us to really make us feel balanced and at peace.

    • Reply
      Megan
      June 24, 2013 at 2:42 pm

      Thanks, Sarah! I couldn’t agree with you more. 🙂

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    Rachel Sedaker
    June 24, 2013 at 4:28 pm

    I feel the same way about city vs. country. Myakka looks quaint!

    • Reply
      Megan
      June 25, 2013 at 1:21 am

      So refreshing to get away from the hustle and bustle sometimes, right?!

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    Alicia Johnston
    June 25, 2013 at 12:33 am

    Oh I love it! Those goats are the cutest, and farm fresh eggs make such a big difference. Sounds like a lovely weekend jaunt!

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      Megan
      June 25, 2013 at 1:22 am

      I’m obsessed with the goats! So cute. And so excited to have the farm-fresh eggs. Don’t think I’ll ever go back to the kind from the case in the grocery store…

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    eileen ragan | leaner by the lake
    June 25, 2013 at 1:57 am

    YES to those weeping willows (it is my goal to visit every damned one in Chicago). and also yes to the whole egg – trust that there are far better things to cut than that. Savor the yolk! Love that you got out of the city for some down-home time in the country.

    eileen
    Leaner By The Lake

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    Clair
    June 26, 2013 at 12:32 am

    I hear you on the love for city and country. I definitely prefer to live in the city, but will never be able to live without that connected feeling that comes from getting close to the land and the flora and the fauna.

    Love the shot of the eggs…aren’t they just so beautiful?

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