I’ve been listening to the audiobook of The Omnivore’s Dilemma for the last few weeks, and boy, is it depressing. American food is all poison! And it’s killing the whole planet! Unless you buy organic, from local growers at the farmers market, of course. Unfortunately, I almost never get out of the house early enough on Saturdays to get to the farmers market in my neighborhood; and it’s a piddly small one, anyway, especially in the colder months. Today, though, I made the effort.
Here’s where I went:
And here’s what I wore:
I drew these while sitting on the steps of Brooklyn Borough Hall, with my fingers getting so numb that I had trouble pulling the cap off the blue pen. I am so not ready for winter.
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