July 2, 2010 |
The way this story usually works, an unassuming youngster from a placid little farm finds his way, or hers, to the big city and makes a splash. Laura Avery's story is the switcheroo. She's a big-city girl -- well, Cleveland -- who winds up in a job one step removed from being a farmer herself: nearly 30 years as supervisor of Santa Monica's farmers markets, which now number four. In 1982, when the city's first farmers market was in its infancy, Avery trundled her child's stroller among the stalls as a buyer.