Every Saturday my town has a food market. Local farmers and vendors.

You cannot beat the quality, freshness and awesomeness of buying from a local market.

My first stop is always to  see my buddy Lou at The Smokin’ Buddha.  Any time I am there, he needs to be the first person I see. I typically ask for 6 of the finest Samosas he has. Well, that is whether there are even 6 left.

   

So many vendors means so many choices.  Sometimes it is hard to pick one vendor over another. I find you find your favorites though and look forward to them each week.

   

Another stop is Spinoza’s.  They have the best baked stuff. Cinnamon buns, bread and sausage rolls.

And on the way out this week we saw some guys  unloading a skid of melons of some sort. Tossing them about  20 feet from one guy to the other lol.

Until next  week!  See you at the market.