You know what really stands out in the crowded sea of farmer’s markets? The smell of something so delicious that you can’t but help yourself in tracking it down. We have a small farmer’s market that is right around the corner that opens up just about every weekend in the warmer months and I didn’t really use to be a big “let’s go to the farmer’s market” kind of person but this year is different.
My girlfriend stopped by one there one time and brought home some of the most delicious fresh baked bread. I mean I ate almost the whole loaf by myself. Next time we went together, we couldn’t find it right away but the second a caught a wiff of baking bread, I turned into a bloodhound and we found our way.