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I told myself I'd just taste one sample. Forty minutes later I was carrying a bag full of cheese I couldn't fit in my carry-on. These three stalls made my cholesterol spike and I regret nothing.










Most markets make you feel weird about eating right there. Adelaide Central Market basically encourages it. These stalls hand you something ready to bite into immediately.










You need fuel to do this market properly. I made the mistake of skipping coffee on my first morning and hit a wall by 10am surrounded by food I was too tired to appreciate.










I haven't been able to eat regular sandwich bread since this trip. Something broke in my brain after tasting actual sourdough from people who clearly care way too much about flour.










Walking through the meat section felt like entering a different country. Whole animals hanging, butchers yelling, and the smell of cured meat pulling you in from three stalls away.










South Australia's coastline is ridiculous and the seafood at this market proves it. I grew up near the coast and still had my mind blown by what showed up on ice here.










Some of the best stalls aren't on the main drag. I almost missed an entire row of Asian and Middle Eastern vendors because I stuck to the pretty front section like a tourist.










Saving room for dessert at a food market takes actual discipline. I failed every single time but these three stalls were worth the stomachache.










South Australia is wine country and the market knows it. Half the fun is tasting something local while wandering between stalls with a glass in hand.










Every market has a souvenir trap. Adelaide Central Market has a few too, but these stalls sell things people actually want to receive instead of stuff that ends up in a drawer.








