Wednesday, February 23rd, 2011
Last weekend while taking care of all the random errands that just don’t happen during the week, we drove by an indoor farmer’s market that I’d seen a few times, but had never actually passed on a weekend when it’s open. I squealed a little and Ryan looked at me like I was crazy because he was on the phone. It happens.
As soon as he got off the phone I told him that we had to turn around. The idea of a farmer’s market in Utah in February is pretty thrilling, as it’s pretty much summer in the rest of the country before the real farmer’s market here gets going. There were only a few vendor inside, but a huge table of beautiful breads caught our eye immediately and we left with two loaves.
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