The hustle and the bustle of the Big City. People abound. Stopping for lunch at Dick’s. Street vendors everywhere. Even the nostalgia Babe Ruth drops in for a visit.
In the midst of the tall buildings and millions of people, the farmer’s market comes to NYC.
The harvest of fresh produce matches my little farmer’s market across the river. These tomatoes of varying types, look good enough to just take a mouthful. Several made their way home to NJ and were presented for dinner.
Kirby cucumbers! Little joke for a few to acknowledge. So fresh that you had to dust off the dirt right from the farm.
More to come!