Farmer's Market

Our big city boasts that it has the largest farmer's market in the nation. I haven't been to that many to compare it to, but I wouldn't be surprised if it is true. It takes up the entire city block around the capitol building with as many vendors as they can squeeze together. Vendors even bleed out onto the opposite side of the street in the "unofficial" farmer's market. Today was our second time braving the crowds.Last time we put the girls in the double stroller. Bad idea. Too many people walking around and navigating that thing was a nightmare. We are too afraid that Elsie would run off and be lost forever in the throngs of people to have her walk around by herself. We thought about putting Alice in a stroller, but again, even a single stroller would be hard to push through all the people.
Our backpacks worked out great. It was hot, sweaty work for Alan and I, but it kept the girls close and they enjoyed a nice view of everything going on. Elsie kept a running commentary going on in Alan's ear and Alice fell asleep for most of it.

Good haul today. We came away with two jars of salsa (one was not enough last time), tortillas, fresh cilantro, strawberries, and spicy cheesy bread. The strawberries are small and not that great to look at, but they pack quite a lot of flavor and juice into those little berries. Spicy cheesy bread is what everyone gets and munches on as they walk the market, and there is a reason why. It is fantastic.