Search POTUS and you will get the President of the United States. Ask a regular at the Coombs Old Country Market and you will get directions. For us, POTUS is the annual pot sale: once a year, rows and rows of pots appear on display at the market, from small planters to big glazed urns, lined up almost ceremonially and priced to clear.
To find it, head through the market grounds to the Mexican beer garden, then look just down from it and off to the right. That is where the pots go on display, and where we end up every single year. Dates, sizes and prices change from one year to the next, so if the pots are not where you expect them, ask inside the market.
The legend of the pot billionaire. Hang around long enough and you will hear the market's favourite tall tale: every one of those pots belongs to a single, mysterious billionaire who has them shipped in once a year and dumps them on the cheap just to clear the yard. We cannot confirm a word of it, and we suspect nobody can. That is half the fun of POTUS.
What we can confirm: the prices are good, the selection is huge, and nothing makes a garden pot feel more special than carrying it past a roof full of goats.




