And it's not just any green market where farmers gather outdoors to sell produce to the general public; every nook and cranny city has that. But this is the original Farmers Market (no apostrophe!) in L. A. And guess what? The price was right: $Free.99, or as Baby Girl puts it, "If it's free, it's me."
We shopped and bought little trinkets. Shine Gallery specializes in vintage memorabilia from bygone eras. They have authentic Pez dispensers in the original packaging. I even found a button that had my name on it, and I never find things that bear my name. You'd think I was named Shataquaneka or something. (My apologies to any Shataquanekas out there.)

We spent a whole day walking, looking, eating aqua blue taffy. The last time I'd been to Farmers Market was a field trip during elementary school. this excursion brought back old memories, and Baby Girl and I created a new one.
Farmers Market, Number 130 on my Bucket List.
2 comments:
Oh, Arlene, I hear you about finding things with your name on it! It took years before I came across something with "Madeline" on it. Now, though, I'm finding more and more personalized odds and ends as my name seems to be making a comeback. :)
Then you know my pain, Madeline, and my joy!
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