How I pictured it: Me riding my bike there without a care in the world. A beautiful scarf wrapping my hair up, big shades, wedged cork heels, a flowy skirt, and a basket. I would browse through all the fresh produce (I really did picture this scene from Julie and Julia) picking it up and smelling it. I would vacillate between getting strawberries, blueberries, tomatoes or asparagus. Maybe I would get them all? I would look at all the flowers and probably buy a sweet little bunch of them to put on my fireplace mantel. The lemonade shake-up lady would be there and I would sip one of those babies down before I rode my bike home, daydreaming about what I would make with all my fresh goodness.
The reality: I drove my large silver van (no cute bike) and thinking that parking would be scarce I wisely committed to parking far away and walking. Parking was not scarce. Why was it not scarce? I got there a little late (read 1:00pm). Oh well...at least I was not sweating. Or was I? Oh yes-I was...soaking through my shirt in fact. We started off our shopping adventure (we- my four year old and me) by looking at the produce. 5 seconds later we were finished. Not only was there about NOTHING left...but there were only about 6 booths in the whole place selling produce. Sad face. There were necklace ladies, pampered chef ladies, dog biscuit ladies, magnet ladies, felt flower hair bow ladies, ring ladies, crocheted handbag ladies....you get the picture. I wanted to shout. "This is a farmer's market!! Why are YOU here??" Then I remembered....this was a FRENCH market not a FARMER'S market. Hmmmmmm. Lame. The only redeeming part was when we came upon the Kernel Dan's Kettle Corn-he makes the best kettle corn in the whole world! Probably because he makes it in a real kettle with a giant wooden spoon....it makes it magical. Love that stuff. We bought a bag to go and headed over to Starbucks. This time had to be rescued somehow. I mean I had only gotten 4 tomatoes and a bag of popcorn.
We people watched.
I ordered a venti iced coffee with a little room, added some half-n-half and one equal packet...I audibly "mmmmmmm'd" when I took my first sip. Divine! Thank you Starbucks for once again saving the day!!
Do you have a good farmer's market or french market? Was my main problem being late or should I shop elsewhere for fresh goods??