Sweet Peppers In Malt Vinegar

I won’t wax lyrical about how utterly amazing California produce is, but honestly, San Franciscans are incredibly spoiled—especially by the sheer number of year-round farmers markets operating in the city (20!). Most locals are loyal to the farmers market in their ‘hood; it’s a good place to catch up with a neighbor, or pick up precious items you can’t find at the grocery store (think Emerald Beaut green pluots or pastured duck eggs). Small farmers from the strawberry-laden fields of Watsonville to the almond orchards of Modesto lug their fresh wares to the city each and every day of the week except Mondays.

I typically take a lunchtime jaunt to the market, where I’m greeted by beautiful bunches of ruby-red chard; dark, leafy dinosaur kale; rainbow carrots with fluffy tops; and knobby squashes that are taller than my pint-sized godson. My favorite part of San Francisco farmers markets? Every market accepts CalFresh EBT (Electronic Benefit Transfer) cards, formerly known as food stamps, ensuring fresh, healthy fruits and vegetables for more San Franciscans.