Though I don't go as often as I did in Los Angeles, I feel like I don't really live in a city unless I go to a Farmer's Market. It is a touchstone for me to the "I live here" thing that I crave. It was so nice to be here this morning and looking at people and vendors and produce that is straight from the local farms. I guess it is the pure local seasonal bounty that puts me (gratefully) in my place. It is a sense of place and a reminder that markets like these with people and their baskets have been going on since almost the dawn on man. I appreciate that.
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I am still unable to find Concord grapes here. Still the best thing about the NY farmer's market - I wish they had them out here. Even though I go out here, that one's still my fave...
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