This market was one of our favorite things about Huanchaco. Unlike most of the mercados we visited in South America, this one was not the size of a mall. It was wonderfully small, no more than 20 stalls total, and had heaps of beautiful fruits, veggies, fish, poultry, and grains. Of course, if you needed knock-off DVDs, a Coca Cola, or wanted to adopt a stray kitten, you were also in the right place.
We went here daily (always before closing at 3pm) and picked up lunch and dinner. As patrons of a market are oft to do, we developed favorites and least favorite (the group women who would scold us for feeling their avocados). We are fast becoming vegetarians as a result of reading Jonathan Safron Foer’s book Eating Animals given to us by Margot in Argentina, so this place was a godsend. We cooked garbanzo-bean-burgers and power salads, frittatas and potato chips and lots of guacamole. Long live the produce market!