At my house we just say, going to
the farmers market and leave out the Pakatakan part of it. For years, when I did try, I said Patatakan. My eyes refused to acknowledge that first k.
Many folks call it going to the round barn, which is pictured above. Inside the barn you will find locally made cheese, pies, bread, jewelry, honey, syrup & more.
In the shed are plants, crafts, baked goods, and most important,
The Waffle People.
I have never been a lover of waffles--never ordered them in a restaurant, never made them. However, there have been weekends when I was waffling about whether I wanted to make the 4-hour drive from Massachusetts to New York and the promise of Saturday morning breakfast from The Waffle People put me the road. They are that good--there's a special slightly burnt carmelized pearl sugar trick that makes them better than all other waffles. And I have them with whipped cream, something else I never consume, and a delicious strawberry orange juice. The Waffle People are a lovely family and one of their sons makes the best fudge sauce in the world. You can order Slickpotte all natural fudge sauce
here. It makes a nice gift or you can just eat it all yourself and have fun saying
Slickpotte.
It's not only about the waffles of course. There is much delicious produce,
buddhapesto,
and other local delights.
It's taking forever for pictures to upload, so that's it for today. Our internet here in the Catskills is very slow (of course we didn't have internet until 2 years ago) so I am reading some of your posts without seeing all the pictures. What else? I spent a ridiculously long time watching a caterpillar scootch along--it was cute and fuzzy and very serious. Or maybe intent. Like he had somewhere to go, and nobody was getting in its way. I haven't sold any canoe pictures but I did sell the table I wrote about a couple posts ago, which is good cause I gotta pay the rent somehow. And we're having big old thunderstorms.
Wish you were here!