This is the third time I've been down to the Farmer's Market without getting my pizza. I've waited all winter for that pizza.
The First week it started raining buckets just as they opened up. The second week we had to leave because Pup threw a fit. She hates the sound of revving up engines and got a little too upset. This past week we left her at home but....I just wasn't hungry. Go figure.
It's really all about the vintage cars for The Mister. We know several people who own them and he loves to go down for a chat. I can't believe how many line the roads. Every year there are more and more.
It's early in the season so it's mostly just food and booze tents.
The Amish folks have miles of baked goods.....
....and lovely cut flowers for $7 a big bundle. That's quite a bargain and they go quick.
Locally grown produce is pretty scarce but I would have loved some kale if the lines weren't so long. Next week?