Sunday at the Farmers Market

We went to the farmers market late this morning with the idea of eating an awesome lunch and returning home to a clean kitchen.

We got a lot of resistance from the under-four-foot crowd when we told them they were going to spend the morning at the market "exploring seasonally accurate whole foods for purchase". Nothing like your own pizza and a pocket full of bouncy house tickets to turn a kid's attitude around!

I had my heart set on the Taco Guys before we were even able to effectively bribe the kids into getting out of the house and into the car. I've posted about these *guys* before and continue to follow their truck around town. If you ever happen to see it rolling down the highway, do yourself a favor and follow it - ideally with your sirens ON.

Surprisingly enough, moments of joy overcame us all and *some* of us got up to dance...

...some of us, more enthusiastically than others.

While Daddy took the kids down to the inflatable wonderland, I walked the isles and filled my bags with tangerines, grass-fed beef, kale, milk and six pounds of strawberries. The market was thinning out towards the end of the day, and while there may not have been the selection of produce there was earlier in the morning, there was still plenty, PLENTY to choose from. What's even better is that everyone was offering exceptional deals in the final minutes, throwing in extra of this here, further discounting that over there. It was great! I picked up the last chicken this man had to offer (check out his great shirt!) and we roasted it tonight with lemon, thyme and a slathering of butter, OO, salt and pepper. I served it with roasted potatoes, and an arugula salad with beets, goat cheese and pistachios. Strawberries with cream where for dessert.