The Hubs indulged me a couple of Saturdays ago and drove me down to a farm in Glastonbury CT where a French Country Market was advertised. It was a “pudding” of sorts as we like to call a new adventure. Maybe it was the weather …cold and rainy, or the date…Mothers Day weekend. Or maybe the crowds picked up later on, but we were a bit underwhelmed. We did however have a few moments of “oh, wow!”.
First I found and procured an apron I had been coveting for a while from this talented vendor. (more to follow on the apron)
Then we saw the hens, but alas…no eggs for sale.
Then we got a chuckle out of this precious Victorian (or later) wicker potty chair…so dainty, but maybe not so hygienic by our contemporary standards!
And then we found the food truck selling Duck Fat potatoes…and that made everything worthwhile…