Thursday, November 10, 2011


This past weekend my friend Stephanie and her family came to visit. Adam and I took them into Rochester to the public market on Saturday morning. We perused vegetable stands, dug through homemade mittens, bought way too many raspberries, smelled fresh roasted coffee beans, and enjoyed the beautiful, albeit chilly, morning together. I love going to the public market, and I don't know why we don't go more often. There is something exciting about the masses of people, crowding through the stalls, the hawking of goods, hearing the voices of people everywhere. It's invigorating. I enjoy talking to the different vendors and gleaning bits of information from them or about them. We came home with bags of goodies and ate good that night! Although the asparagus I bought is still in the fridge... Maybe I do tend to go overboard.


Martha said...

I always think about going but I never do.

Your photo is beautiful. :)

Priscilla said...

You are probably going to find this hard to believe, but I've never gone to the public market. Your grandfather used to go...but he discovered it years after we had already grown up.

Stephanie said...

I Loved that day. Many new memories were had. I hope we can get together another time soon.