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TROPIC • PHOTO ESSAY

Let’s meet at 2 Apparently some people go to Rusty’s and don’t come home

Rusty’s with a pineapple. We don’t know these people and we don’t
want to know them.

Photo essay by Annabel Bowles
Tropic’s new photo-journalist
Annabel Bowles gets to know
the people and produce of
Rusty’s Markets.

I went to Rusty’s three times in my first
week living in Cairns. If it was open
another day, it probably would have
been four.
Established in 1975, Rusty’s has grown
from just six humble stalls to an
eclectic collection of colourful fares
and wares – and it’s showing no sign
of slowing down.
Whether you visit on a Friday well
before dawn or during a Sunday
afternoon saunter, don’t expect a quiet
moment at the markets. They hum to
their own beat, alive and thriving like
the produce on offer.
You’ll find everything from stone
baked bread to buffalo mozzarella,
Japanese fried burdock root to golden
spanakopita, fresh sugarcane juice to
kombucha on tap, and every kind of
tropical treat imaginable – all locally
grown, picked, made and brought to
the cultural heart of Cairns.

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Carving and
cracking coconuts.

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But first, coffee: Lunch was Ma
Annee’s CaPhe Der’s famous
Sua Da of course. som tum
Served by Vincent (pawpaw salad),
with a smile (and made by Tik
an extra swish of with three bird’s
condensed milk). eye chillies to
boot.

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