Ancient Farms

Being at Shop No. 14-Aa in the New Grain Market means there is never a quiet moment. If you’ve ever been to a grain market, you know the smell of burlap bags and the sound of trucks reversing all day long. Ancient Farms is right in the middle of that chaos. We spend most of our mornings dealing with deliveries and checking the stock that comes in from the local fields. It gets dusty, and in the summer, the heat under the tin roofs is really something else. We’ve been in this market for a good while, and the neighbors are all like family now. We share news about the prices and the weather over quick lunches. The shop isn't very big, but we make it work by stacking things high. Sometimes the accounts get a bit messy when everyone is shouting at once, but we always sort it out by the end of the week. My nephew helps out on the weekends because it gets too much for one person to handle. People stop by not just for business but sometimes just to sit on the bench and talk about the harvest. It’s a loud, busy way to make a living, but it feels right being here where the actual food is. We don't have a fancy website or a big sign, just the number on the door and a lot of familiar faces coming through.