From the end of the table down, my dear wife Karen coached me with my iPhone camera as we walked through this vegetable seller’s shed at the Regional Market. Of course she was right.

Never had I ever heard of the super egg. Until George Three’s mom Sue bought her two half-dozen and sent me over to take photos at the Regional Market and learn about them. Huge they are. I think I’d be really surprised to find an over-easy over-easy on my breakfast plate!! Two yolks in one…

The farmer (or farmer’s helper) who set up these piles of carrots and beets knows how to sell.

Lakeland is just up the road. Or down the road. In any case, who knew they had a robust line of wines? Yes, it’s a good idea to hand out samples at the Regional Market. My dear wife Karen, daughter Elisabeth, George’s mom Sue and I all called for a taster’s cup. They went for…

The farmer at the market was calling these homegrown cucumbers just right for pickling. I thought they were the exact same size as the ones I buy in the supermarket that we slice up, say, to a couple dozen wedges to add to our salad bowl. Those would be some really large pickles. George Three,…

Cheers to the farmers who bring such great choices!

Elisabeth texted. George Three and she planned a Saturday trip to the Regional Market. Did we care to join? Dear wife Karen said yes. Quickly we encountered a table that included a few sugar-free baked products. The Amish had made them with care. And I purchased … … the banana bread! More bright photos to…