There is a market that takes place every Wednesday afternoon just one block down the street from me. It is the quintessential European market. There are the same friendly vendors there each Wednesday; selling fresh baked breads, cheeses, pasta, fruits, and vegetables. I always look forward to the market and feel like a true European when I am there (apart from the fact that I only speak English in a southern accent, wear tennis shoes, pearls, and have big hair.)
I have included some pictures of the market. (I think if you double click on the picture it will fill up most of your screen for a better view.)
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