March 14, 2020
It was an interesting trip to the winter farmers market. I am still reeling from the concept of there being a winter farmers market, and from the variety of vendors. But there was still a run on foodstuffs: Momís regular egg guys were out completely of eggs Ė apparently, you can call and reserve a dozen or two. I got eggs from the Amish farmer Ė and some lard to take home to himself. The chicken place was sold out of most types, they only had boneless breasts, wings and drumsticks, so drumsticks it was. And letís not even discuss the stores.