Slept in this morning before escaping to the Issaquah Farmer’s Market / Costco. Costco on a Saturday, if you have not yet experienced it, is sheer madness. It’s window shopping sans windows – essentially a bunch of aimless shoppers with nothing better to do, nowhere to go and a penchant for getting in your way. Ugh. But the farmer’s market… ohh, the farmer’s market… it’s a wonderful place. Individually letterpressed cards, fresh produce, amazing soups (we found a Hungarian Mushroom Soup that rivals Old Wives’ Tales’ in Portland) and baked goods, kitschy nicknacks, soap, honey, clothing, eggs, meat, cheese – you name it, you might just find it. Alas, based on its amazingness, I simply couldn’t restrain myself to one photo today – so do enjoy: locally grown Gala apples and beet greens. Mmmmm!