I love markets. Here in Seattle, Pike Place Market is where I go when I am feeling stressed or just in need of a little motivation.

In Tel Aviv, the Carmel market is where my passion for life is ignited.
The night before I went to the market, I tossed and turned in bed, imagining what I would find. I dreamt of the endless piles of candy. The piles make you want to jump in the candy and roll around. I dreamt of the plastic cups filled with freshly squeezed pomegranate juice. I dreamt of the lady who stands around filling your bags with freshly baked pita. Then I woke up, fed the baby and ran to the market.

It was 8 am. I had candy for breakfast. I had fresh roasted nuts. I walked through the market and let the scents of the foods take me away. I took pictures. I forgot all my jet lag, my stress, my tiredness. I immersed in the colors, the foods, the fruit, the vegetables. No guilt here, I tasted everything and for a few hours I was happier than Willy Wonka.

I was in foodie heaven and I wasn’t ready to come back to earth.

Candy Piles

Halva, Halva



Written by franticfoodie

I am Keren Brown (note: Keren with 2 E's). I love living in Seattle, I think the weather here is fabulous and spend my days writing, organizing and planning food events. Read about Seattle food events, recipes or just immerse in the food obsession. Check out my other blog in the Seattle PI http://blog.seattlepi.nwsource.com/franticfoodie/

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