Ever have one of those perfect Sunday afternoons? The weather is a cool mix of sunshine and light breeze, the activities are seamless and spontaneous (two adjectives that don’t usually pair like Pinot and smoked cheddar) and the company is salt of the Earth.
Ever had it on a Friday?
The St. Lawrence Market was something out of a city girl’s shabby chic dreamland. With speciality artisans and delectable taste teasers, it was enough to make this BC native swoon.
With a dash of eye catching signs, a bushel of fresh aromas and a heap of hustle and bustle of patrons served to two romantics, made for a wonderful memory and sparked the possibility of global travel in the search for, capital “T,” The Market of all other markets.