"Know thyself," the saying goes, and one thing I know is that the sensation of peace and calm that some people say they get in church comes over me most predictably at farmers' markets. Oh, I like going to museums and browsing in used bookstores, too, and feel a certain elation when I enter a train station, which continues during the train ride. But for guaranteed relaxation and pleasure, there's nothing like strolling among the food stalls, taking in the sights and the sounds and the smells, and pausing from time to time to choose some fresh and healthy and delicious stuff to take home. It's a ritual I... More >>>
MarketBar's décor is handsome, but
the food is dull.