I know what one is now.
First things first...farmers began these things, it was a way to get people to buy their goods. You don't see farmers at mine but you do see some of their handiwork. Mine has a cornucopia (good word) of things you didn't know you wanted.
Plus there are dogs everywhere on leashes so I take my Lola with me everytime we go. I say 'we' because most of the time it's me and Mrs. McEwen and a twin and sometimes it's just me and both of them.
Now, what do they have there? Yummy granola for my wife. Delicious quiches for my mother-in-law. Plants for my wife- she who has a sign at home that says gardeners know the best dirt. Acai Bowls for me. Freshly made pasta and fresh shrimp for everyone.
Fresh lemonade, vegetables to make your mouth water, booths full of home made crafts plus all kinds of delights.
They even have a knife sharpening guy. And if you don't think he's good get this. I sharpened a few knives and since most of ours are dull I was a bit careless with one when I got home and...I cut myself. Caveat emptor. Buyer beware.
That's a tough way to learn a lesson but consider that lesson learned.
It's a great place to people watch. I learned how to do that in Manhattan where I could do it all day. Today I saw a gray haired lady with shoes that you normally see in Vogue. When I went to Florence, or as Italy calls it Firenze, I saw older, stylish women with decorative designs on the ankles of their stockings.
|A stylish woman from Florence|
I was not used to seeing that. In America then the average older woman dressed like, uh, a grandmother.
There are also moms and dads with strollers pushing around their young 'uns and just cool (as Sly and the Family Stone sang) everyday people.
It's just a wonderful way to start your day.
And you can quote me on that.
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