to the best farmers' market I've ever seen.
This is how it's done:
You begin in the coffee shop opposite the east entrance.
You have your morning coffee and croissant and a little conversation.
Then you take a leisurely walk looking at all the market stalls,
fantasizing what you would buy and cook if you lived there.
You come out in the west entrance and sit the cafe there,
having another small coffee and resting from all this activity.
And then you begin your day.
Featured in the bottom photo: my plate of roasted vegetables
with rice-stuffed cabbage and grape leaves and Taztiki