This weekend began a summer of lon treks to various Farmer's Markets. Ben had a rare Sunday off and we decided to wake up early (well latter than we normally do) and go to the Logan Square Farmer's Market. We applied the thick lair of sunscreen our delicate pasty Irish skin requires (not to mention the tattoos, save the tattoos!!!) and bicycled off to the adjacent neighborhood.
One should never go into a grocery on an empty stomach. The same is even more true for the farmer's market. I could easily go down for a Spencer's banger sandwich and then where would I be? The logical choice then was to fortify ourselves at Longman and Eagle before marketing.