I'm a sucker for a farmer's market. A real farmer's market. The sight of fresh produce and beautiful flowers lining a street makes me weak in the knees.
When I realized our LA hotel was walking distance from the LA Farmer's Market I became so excited. However, my bubble was popped late Saturday afternoon when we finally waltzed over to the market only to find a few stragglers...and they informed me they would not be there the next day. But...
They would be a the Hollywood Farmer's Market. Yippee...even better.
We rose early Sunday and grabbed a taxi to Hollywood...
Since it would be difficult to travel with these delectable gems - I had to snap them up in photographs...
Ohhh...these berries just scream happiness. I know they want to topple over a bowl of ice cream...
or a piece of buttermilk pie...
Nothing says love like a bouquet of sweet flowers...stock, sweet peas, sunflowers...purchased at the market, wrapped in newspaper and tied with a piece of twine...
Nothing says love like a bouquet of sweet flowers...stock, sweet peas, sunflowers...purchased at the market, wrapped in newspaper and tied with a piece of twine...
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