Oh, how I love you, local farmer's market. A quick trip to over there after a breakfast at the nearby French bakery, then an annoyed zip to the bank after I realized that I'd decided to skip the long line at the bank on Friday, then back to the farmer's market. (Thank heavens I only had 50 percent of my youngins, which made it a mite easier.)
I always look for the local stuff, which means from Florida or Georgia. One of the honey farmers had honeycomb today (score!), and I love how the twins say YEAH! to everything I ask them about getting. I don't think they really pay attention to what I'm really saying. Otherwise, I don't think I'd have gotten such an enthusiastic response to the veggies. But they were eating their weight in apricot cookies, so they were in a pretty good mood anyway.
Portobello mushrooms, yellow squash, blackberries, and blueberries, fresh rustic German bread, blue cheese, horseradish cheddar, and pretty sunflowers to brighten up the house. I regret not picking up eggs from Lake Meadow Naturals. I used to love going over to their farm to get them with the kids. Maybe next time. But I was sneaky and snagged a rum truffle at the bakery that I'm going to enjoy after the kids are in bed. So all in all a good trip.
Did you go to your local farmer's market today? Whadja get?
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