Last summer I started kicking around the notion of selling baked goods at the farmer’s markets here in town, but was otherwise distracted by life, Mr. Stacy, and travel. This morning I decided that I really should do that this year.
I can get out. Meet people. Share my food. Plus, make a little money while I’m at it.
Usually when I e-mail people about what I need to do for such things, I have to wait forever for a reply. Well, the director of the market was pretty prompt and got back to me same day. I am armed with information and feeling pretty good about this.
So I will be coming to a market in Gallatin country near you sometime soon.