Market:if you know me, you know I ADORE markets. Holiday markets, flea markets, vegetable markets, any market. When I take weekend jonts the first thing I google is local markets. sometimes it is a success, like the Eastern Market right here in my own city, and sometimes it is a total disaster that takes me 45 min out of the way only to find a little shack with over priced pottery and Janice, the lady that, yes this is true....makes scarves from the fur she shaves from her cats!!! Gag. So back to a good market, here are 2 reasons why I love my Eastern Market:

Mini Donuts: these suckers are perfect in every way shape and form. Enough said.

Fruit Vendors: these guys are hilarious, they just sit by the scales and talk about whatever they want, occasionally they move forward to cut more samples but usual they hang in the back. They swear, they smoke, they never help or acknowledge you they just rattle off the sum you owe...and they are an integral part of the market for me. They are like the carni guys of fruits. simply perfect.