Granollers market has a long and interesting history. There are records of a market being held here as long ago as the 11th century and this weekly invasion of the centre of town by stalls and sellers has continued uninterrupted until now.
Perhaps in the middle ages there were also places to buy underwear – woollen?
This building – the Porxada – is the iconic symbol of Granollers. It dates from the 16th century and although partially destroyed in the bombing of the city in the civil war, has since been completely restored. It is a useful place to meet friends and on Thursdays this is where I go to buy vegetables and practise my català
Of course one of the purposes of markets in the past was to buy and sell animals. There is a square here called Plaça de Perpinyà which was locally known as Plaça dels Porcs. Pep remembers being taken to the cattle market by his grandfather when he was a young boy. At that time it was held in what is now a public park, Torres Villà. There were cows and horses and he remembers the fear of the animals as they were loaded onto lorries, urged up the ramps by the use of electric prods. Now the only part of the weekly market that reminds you of the realities of animal husbandry is in a small square near the Hotel Fonda Europa where there are cages of birds – ducks, chickens, geese.
So what else is there to see in the market now? Here are some pictures from last week
Flowers and plants
Bags with the beautiful exterior of the Hotel Fonda Europa in the background
And Calçots which we ate twice this weekend and I will write about in the next post
I am gradually finding stalls where I feel comfortable speaking in Català and taking my time to choose fruit and vegetables. Market sellers in London are much more scary than most of the people here and because Granollers still has a feeling of the pueblo there is a relaxed attitude to time and I rarely feel ignored or pressured to shop quickly.
And there is always the temptation of a cafe amb llet and a xuxu before wheeling my full trolley home.
Ves al tanto amb aquests xuxos, perquè acaben posant-se a les cartutxeres…
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I haven’t seen calçots yet…going to have to keep my eye out for them. Lleida is the massive center for it all, I am told, though I have had some spectacular ones down in San Carlos de la Rapita també!