Last Saturday I had the pleasure to accompany Ana to her local farmer's market to buy our food for the week. Her trek is similar to my trek every Saturday morning in Laguna Beach...well...almost. The first few stands looked quite similar to my market, but I can never find pineapples or bananas.
Then I saw the cheese...just laying there...out in the open. I am a nut about food safety. Some of you may not be. But I am. I could not help but think how long it had been out. Ana asked for samples for us. The woman selling the chesse used the knife to cut off pieces and handed one to me. I ate it. The cheese was delicious! And then, because I am a nut, I prayed prayed prayed the probiotics worked. I´ll have you know...there were no problems.
Then my adventure got interesting...
I can honestly say, I have NEVER seen this in my Saturday morning Farmer´s Market in the US.
And to top if off, there was this little guy in the middle of the Farmer´s Market near the carrots.