The Last Before The First Frost. Then, There Are Grapes.

It’s Officially Over

Eating My Way Through the Saturday Farmers’ Market
Final Entry: Cherry Tomatoes and the End of the Run

Looking back on this summer’s Saturday market mornings, the bounty, discoveries, and small rituals, it feels like flipping through a photo album of better days. Early in the season, I walked the stalls with anticipation, a camera slun…