I love my weekends and I look forward to it with much anticipation during the week. And I've always felt they were too short and should be composed of three days instead of two. I think it's only fair to work 4 days in a week and rest for 3, don't you think? Anyhoo, for most of us these two days are precious! On weekends I find myself in a bit of a tizzy; I am torn between the very elusive pleasure of sleeping in and making the most of every precious minute by doing everything I don't get to do and spend quality time with family because I work full-time during week days.
Spending my mornings at the market is one of my favorite weekend indulgences. But for it to be more rewarding one has to go early which of course means giving up even the slightest hopes of sleeping in. This isn't always easy to do though because Fridays can (and usually do) mean late nights. More often than not though, if I'm in town on the weekend, I fight the urge to sleep in and thank myself for doing so as I drive back home with my trunk and cooler filled with fresh and delicious foodstuff.
Which brings me to this little strip of a market close to my home, the Sunday Organic Market at Magallanes. On weekend mornings, when the gravity underneath my bed is at its most powerful and makes me miss the Salcedo market and when I'm too lazy to drive to Market! Market! or Legaspi, it's good to know I can go for a quick run to Magallanes for some fresh produce. Once when I was rushing because I was cooking something for lunch to be served in the next hour but lacked shallots, I did my marketing from the comfort of my car in ratty house clothes.
It is still a relatively young market with limited space and even more limited purveyors, so it's not an alternative to the bigger and better marketplaces out there. But it is undoubtedly a nice thing to have around for those kitchen emergencies. :)