Fall at the Market

After a rough start to the day (read: Daddy has been out of the country since Tuesday; Dylan is teething, didn't sleep well, got up at 6am....) we decided to head out to the Fulton Farmers Market.  It was the last market day of the season and people were making the most of it.  The weather beautiful sunny and crisp.  As we stood listening to The Melvilles I looked around and  tried to commit to memory the day and how much I really like The Fulton Farmers Market.  The children walking and dancing around really made me smile.

After getting his fill of The Melvilles Dylan wandered off to check out the rest of the market.  The wandering ceased when he saw the big red truck (otherwise know as The Chef Shack).  I had to increase my pace to keep up as Dylan ran toward the truck.  Now I could say the excitement was because Dylan enjoys the Chef Shack food as much as I do but I think it was really the sight of a big red truck that was exciting.  We indulged in a hangover hash and pulled pork tacos.  After our meal I fueled up with a coffee and we sat down to enjoy some more music.  Dylan did a little maracas shaking, a little stick clicking and a lot of smiling.  When Dylan was done he handed his instruments back to the drummer.  I took this as our cue to leave.  So we purchased a couple of cute pumpkins for the front step and headed home.

On the way home we passed the Scratch food truck parked at 50th and Xerxes.  I was very tempted to stop but decided that the little guy need to get home for some sleep.