Last month I traveled to the Big Apple with my good friend for a little adventure. It was a ton of fun and we had a great time exploring that crazy city, but I have to say it . . . I don't love NY. That practically makes me un-American, I know, but it's true. I enjoy seeing the diversity and shopping and art and architecture and the outfits people wear when I'm there, but a long weekend exhausts me. I love small towns, the great outdoors, wide open spaces, driving where I want to go (sorry that's not very "green" of me), and uncrowded places.
So that explains why my favorite part of the trip was the Union Square Greenmarket. It's a farmer's market set up in the middle of the city! Farmers drive their trucks into Manhattan and set up shop and the people flock to it (probably because they're so tired of all the concrete).
I left the Greenmarket wanting to live like that man, who grows zinnias on a farm in New England and sells them in shiny buckets, and doesn't have to pay $5 for a pot of grass.
Thanks for the fun times, NYC, and the pretty photo ops. But that's all I want from you for now.




