Do you frequent farmers markets? We have plenty in and around the community where I live…and I never go. The parking’s hard, they’re mostly on weekend mornings, somehow I just never get there.

But this morning, far from home, I visited a Saturday morning farmers market. It was wonderful. Filled with flowers of all colors and every luscious, savory smell you can imagine. Local honey, empanadas filled with crab or lobster, every possible juice, fruit and vegetables—an entire table full of tomatoes—and more.

I ended up with an açaí bowl overflowing with a rainbow of fruit and the perfect crunch of homemade granola. Such a treat!

Will I start going to our local farmers market because of my experience today…seems unlikely that I will change my ways. Then again, maybe if I need an excuse to treat myself to something fresh and yummy I’ll choose the farmers market next time!