Excellent suggestions to keep in mind next time you visit the farmer’s market.
When I lived in New York, my Saturday morning routine went like this: wake up, go for a run, grab coffee, go to the farmers’ market. The run and the coffee were negotiable depending on the weather, my mood and a variety of other factors, but skipping the farmers’ market was never an option. It was the highlight of my week. It still is, only these days I’m selling more than buying.
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