Our Saturday market in Liverpool is small. But it is charming. Norm, Diane and I visited the market this morning and enjoyed ourselves thoroughly. The first thing we did was buy bread and a pastry. My nephew directed me not to pay for the bread because it was to be his treat. Poor Norm did not know that I had ordered 5 loaves of bread and 8 quiches. His bill turned out to be almost $100. Horrors.
The best part was sitting on a picnic table drinking coffee and eating an almond croissant. Worth the drive to the market. We were sitting close to the children's play areas. The good folks who organize the market were wise because they placed the tents for the vendors all around the play area so while the mothers shop at the market, the children play. The atmosphere was happy and lively. And one table offers crafts for the children, helped by two teen age girls. Clever.
The contrast with the Mexican market and the Liverpool market is dramatic. The tents for the vendors in Liverpool came to a total of ten while in Mexico there must be at least 100. This market is sweet. And you can see everything in less than hour. We three loved our market. And the quiche we ate for dinner was delicious, all payed for by Norm. Gold star for Norm.
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