Yesterday morning we drove to the closest farmer's market to our house. It just happened to be the oldest, continuously-run farmer's market in the U.S., and it's only a few miles down the road in Easton, Pennsylvania.
We found tons of organic produce and baked goods.
We were too late for the Zucchini 500, but Seamus created, decorated, and raced a zucchini-mobile anyway.
I love living so close to this sweet little town. Easton has a bustling downtown full of local bakeries, bookstores and antique shops (not to mention the Crayola Factory).
Of course after purchasing all that organic produce, we ended up here:
where we totally wrecked our whole-foods diet with caramel corn, fudge, macadamia nuts, and bubble gum.
I see many Pennsylvania weekends in our future.