Today was the last day of the farmers' market I usually attend. Well, they may be open next weekend, too, but we're not going to be in town to visit it, so it was the last one I could possibly attend.
I decided, for the first time since the market opened, to sleep in and skip it.
It was bliss. But I missed The Pie Guy, and the Meat Man, and The Dude Who Thinks I Mainline Cider. Guess I'm going to have to drag myself over to Shaker Heights once in a while for my farmer fix this winter, huh?
Oh, crap - I just noticed that it doesn't start until January! Ack! Withdrawal imminent! Must comfort myself with raw-milk cheddar and a piece of Chickenzilla.