'To buy a fat pig'. Melbourne's Queen Victoria Market or 'Vic Market'


I hate shopping when I travel.

Yet, I spent close to three hours in this market. And had to drag myself away because of work. But then Melbourne’s Victoria Market or Vic Market is not any market.



The tram on the way back, a bit more crowded

I reached Vic Market on a Sunday morning after a tram ride from the Crown Promenade. You need to put in coins in the coin machines at the trams here. Most trams that I got onto at Melbourne were driven by smiling elderly Caucasian folks. The gentleman who drove the tram to Vic Market said I didn’t have to pay when I went to ask him what the fare was and what the ticket system was. I guess I was his guest this time. This was an exception, otherwise you go and put in your coins in the machine and get your ticket.





Vic Market reminded me of Calcutta’s Hogg or New Market. You walked through a number of stalls, in the covered section open at the sides, selling clothes, socks, movie posters, curios, DVDs, lingerie, mobile phone accessories and lots of other stuff. Into a section selling fruits and vegetables. And then to the Garden of Eden where I was ready to sell my soul. These were the two Deli sections.

Ranjit and Simon Majumdar had strongly recommended that I go to Vic Market when I was planning the trip. As did Kunal when I landed at Melbourne.

Bratwurst buns for breakfast as Kunal told me to have. I sat outside and shared a table with one year old Benjamin and his dad Brad who were ‘people watching’ while the women in the family shopped. Boy was the Bratwurst juicy. The markets of Georgetown, Chiang Mai, Istanbul, Bangkok and KL, Lucerne & Berne, Melbourne and Sydney have so much to eat around them. Wonder why Indian markets are so different.




People watching while the women in the family shop


Back in, I was lost in the endless array of meat – pork, beef, lamb...every possible cut – rump, T Bone, shoulder, tenderloin, breast, leg, trotters. Butchers calling out to those walking by. Cold cuts. Bum burner sausages, kangaroo pepporoni...some I tasted some I bought. 

Stairway to heaven






Had this the night after the World cup win. Hot

Part of our post World Cup Party


Cheese, cheese and more cheese. Tasted some phenomenal blue cheese at Adam’s counter at the Pavilion shop. Bought some Peccorino for home. Adam said that people took this when they went mountain climbing. I guessed it would survive a few flights. It did.


Adam, the most popular man at the market. Took a lot of pride in his cheese

This blue cheese was divine. Pity I couldn't carry it back




 Still nibbling on this


Coco Black and some Hazelnut dark chocolates bought for the Missus. Greek stores with amazing dips and octopus salads. Fresh pasta, breads, olives, more olives. Fruit slush to recharge. Three million photographs. Some shopping. A rushed run to the Spanish Churros van. Again, one from Kunal’s list for me. Ate a couple, the rest in my hotel room. A cappuccino with an admirable point of view at an Italian cafe at the corner and I tried to pull myself away.



Fresh pasta

Recharged myself with a fruit drink here

Big Fat Greek shop


The vegetable section






Got these back for K



Another good recommendation from Kunal

Spanish Churros. Apparently I was lucky to get these after 1 pm









In retrospect it was amazing that I managed to leave after just three hours.

This is my last post from my Australia trip. I left one from Melbourne till the end. I was posting on Sydney for a while recently. I just wanted to tell Melbourne that it was very much in mind.

 I liked this little rivalry that people at Melbourne and Sydney have. They both believe that their own city is the best. They take pride in this. They try to show their city in its best light to outsiders. They love it when you show an interest in their cities. They will go out of their ways to help you discover their cities. This love shows in the way both cities have developed their own personalities and have become iconic cities.

The IPL has started now at India. We will all cheer for our cities. I just hope that those who cheer for Mumbai, Kolkata, Delhi and so on remember not to litter, remember to take pride in their cities, try to make the cities look better, preserve their civic heritage, remember to be ambassadors for their cities, discover their cities, love their cities, fight to make them the best in the world.

The recent Lok Pal agitation showed that oridinary citizens can get galvanised if they believe in a cause. What's stopping us from saying that we won't take what's happening to our cities? What's stopping us from not spitting on the roads, not littering the streets, from paying to get the outer walls of our societies painted...whatever be the intention, the Mumbai Mirror's move against politician's posters blotting the face of Mumbai was a move in the right direction.

The biggest learning for me was the pride which the folks of Australia had in their cities and countries...what's stopping us from showing our cities and country in their best possible light?

I know that this sounds rather preachy but our only hope is if we change. Legislation and bills can follow. If not, we can remain looking wistfully at the rest of the world and plan our next holidays and getaways.

Comments

Kunal said…
Excellent post..made me quite nostalgic,since it's been quite some time that i've been to Vic Market.It's like an Ali baba's cave...especially the deli and dairy sections..with all the charcuterie and cheeses,the aussie small goods and all the other goodies that you get in the vans all around the market. The churros are really yummy!!!
And you are so true in mentioning our cities in India,I mean a city like Bombay has so much to offer..imagine if one day Crawford Market becomes a world class market like Vic Market...I really wish it does!
Sassy Fork said…
Markets are so much fun!Specially liked the Greek Style Octopus.You really oughta publish a book on Australia!
Curry Spice said…
you've summed it up very well. This market is amazing. Suddenly I really miss Chicago (some similar characteristics).
What do we do abt our sewage, open drains, slums, shit on the sidewalk. WHAT!!! I am planning my next getaway.
The knife said…
Kunal, thanks for all the tips and suggestions through the trip. Thanks for insisting that I go to to Vic Market. That I eat Bratwurst and churros. And for checking if I was OK while I was there

@Sassy Fork ... Unfortunately I didn't try the octopus. was distracted by the roo's...but thanks :)

@Curry Spice the Lok Pal agitation did show that people care...we jsut need to choose our battles...what's stopping us from saying that we won't take what's happening. What's stopping us from not spitting on the roads, not littering the streets, not paying to get the wall of our societies painted...whatever be the intention the Mumbai Mirror move against politician's posters was a move in the right direction

The biggest learning was the pride which the folks of Australia had in their cities...what's stopping us from showing our cities and country in their best possible light?

Some like you are doing it after all through your excellent posts
Scarlett said…
Wow, what an array of meats! Haven't seen such variety anywhere.

And how sweet was that tram driver?
The Aussies don't seem to have had problems with your request for photos. ry this in England :)
Kunal said…
Kalyan I'm so glad that my tips and suggestions were of some use to you and that it made your trip to the Vic Market such a memorable one!
Hermano 2 said…
An excellent and evocative report. Certainly brought back memories of my time there, nearly four years ago. Did you get chance to visit Lamb on Chapel St for the best Souvlaki?

Best

Simon
The knife said…
Well as they sat Scarlett the good folks go to Oz ... ;)

Kunal, your constant SMSs to me at the market were a great help as I was short on time and could not afford to take a wrong turn. Thank you so much for the warm welcome

Thanks so much Simon. Your descriptions of the Vic Market and Souvlaki brought Australia alive to me. I did eat a Souvlaki. At Stalactites though. It was every bit as good as you described it to be. Greek cooking meets juicy Aussie lamb. Epic http://finelychopped-k.blogspot.com/2011/03/evening-with-new-settlers-of-melbourne.html