July 10, 2011

To Market

The beauty of moving closer to town is that on the weekend, we're mere blocks away from the Savage farmer's market.  I say that as if we lived WAY out in the country or something and now are urbanites.  That is certainly not the case.  However, the pull of a morning at the market is stronger than it once was due to convenience.  

After a quick bite to eat at the Savage Depot, we perused the single row of stalls.  They hold mostly the same produce-onions, zucchini, carrots, lettuce, beans, potatoes and garlic with an occasional herb or raspberry thrown in for good measure.  

Channing quickly fell for the Potato Lady's stand.  She actually didn't sell any potatoes.  Someone had dropped one in the vicinity of her stand, one lonely little potato.  Of course, it caught Channing's eye.  He made sure that after downing his bacon, egg and cheese sandwich, we went back to THAT stand.  

He picked his own bunch of carrots and selected a bouquet of flowers for me while WM chose a paper basket of green beans and stopped at the Great Harvest Bread stand for a pepperoni roll.  The trip was short and sweet.  With the exception of a watermelon, we got what we were looking for before making a hasty retreat into the air conditioned comfort of home.  

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