Atlanta Farmers Market (formerly Hong Kong Market) anchors a strip mill that in the past five years changed it’s name from Oriental Mall to Plaza Fiesta, perhaps indicating a demographic shift in this richly diverse part of Atlanta.
But the market is still very much Asian, from the language-newspapers and gifts at the front of the store, to the fresh durien and jackfruit in the produce isle, and shelves of kimchi in the dry goods section.
All of the bases are covered here: fresh foods, dry goods, packaged goods—even roast ducks hanging invitingly in the prepared foods department.
The only hang-up I have is the cleanliness. Spills seem to linger for an awfully long time. Damaged packages aren’t replaced. And the smell of the seafood department seems to powerfully dominate the whole store.
This is due in no small part I’m sure to the priorities of immigrants from developing-world backgrounds vs. those of lanky, goofy white dilettantes like myself. So take it for what it’s worth.