It's one of those organic, local, free-range type of markets, where hippies and executives alike come for their fresh produce, breads, and meats.
I go for the mint jelly and the miniature brussle sprouts. If we lived closer, I'd be religiously buying their cow's milk in the glass jars.
It was freezing cold outside, but our bundled boys made the best of it.
While there, I got to see my dear friend Theresa who works at a huge produce stand. She loved meeting Liam for the first time!
