You don't take a shopping list to a proper farmers' market. You take your dog, your kids, or a cup of coffee. Why? Because at a proper farmers' market, the farmers — those all-too-rare souls whose sweat and love till and coax magic from the land — are the ones who know what you'll eat. These are the folks you'll find every Saturday at the Upper Eastside Farmers' Market from 9 a.m. to 2 p.m. What might be Miami's smallest market includes some of the area's finest products. The good folks from the Urban Oasis Project are on one end, tempting you with purple mustard greens and plump plantains. Their table buckles under a massive foraged jackfruit that might've crushed some unlucky passerby had it not been plucked from its tree. Across the way is Little River Cooperative, where frisée, French breakfast radishes, and napa cabbage practically leap off the table and into your arms. Out of nowhere, the recipes begin creeping in. A few days and some salted shrimp will turn that cabbage to kimchee. Slivers of that jackfruit might go well with whatever fish looks nice at Casablanca. The market has become your shopping list, and life is about to get a lot better.