Fressen Artisan Bakery. They're a German-inspired bakery, but this vendor reminded me so much of Camino! I'm gonna get her sourdough next week.
This past week was about almost very nearly settling into a normal routine. I managed to unpack and organize all but a few boxes; we got internet to the apartment on Tuesday; and I started back in on design projects shortly thereafter.
Saturday was farmers market day! There are only about a billion markets happening in the city throughout the week, but this happens to be the very market we walked around seven years ago. On that day way back then, I'd thought "this is where I need to be!" I even shed a corny silent tear. So it was a nice little thing to be on the market this weekend.
King wasn't too sure about the pickled beets.
You know which vendor had one of the longest lines? The BISCUIT vendor. Y'all. The South. Pine State Biscuits.
We walked a little less than a mile to get to Barista Coffee on 3rd. Worth a little trek. Tiny shop. And it was full of babies!
The apartment is feeling homey. The dogs are making themselves comfortable. There are just about as many places to sit as we need if we don't mind sitting close, and lots of windows.
King is King is King. Her little play area takes up about half the walkable space in the living area. She dances in it and throw things out of it. She thinks the lens cap of my camera is magic.
I've finally sent off my first real-life letter! I'll write about it here later this week; I wanted to give my brothers plenty of time to get it and read it. No spoilers.
Until we meet again
Much love, Lindsay