Oh my. I love the City Market!
Now that my weekends are free of teaching I am wholly devoted to enjoying Saturday mornings (or early afternoon, depending on when I wake up) at the downtown farmer's market. It's the perfect place to have a spot of breakfast or lunch. Ideal for being outdoors, even if the weather is a bit unpredictable and crummy. Lots of regular indoor browsing and shopping nearby. Tons of new vendors I haven't seen before. Meeting new friends and old. The list of attractions goes on and on.
Though the whole dog show thing is quite unavoidable. Years ago we would take Dougal all the time and there would be people who stopped us every now and then to comment on him, but now it seems the market is a place to research breeds! For the past two years I've always been taking the train because I have gone with Dexter, and Dougal is not permitted on transit. Now that we have the bucket bike and Don can come too (instead of knocking on doors every single weekend), it's easier to bring the canine.
So today, more than any other day, we met tons of strangers because they were curious about Dougal or thought he was cute. I hope Dougal doesn't get a huge ego from all this attention.
I was mesmerized by this gigantic Irish Wolf Hound. How majestic! I believe the owner said this dog weighs in at over 200 pounds.
And uh... here is the one-eyed border terrier coming in at 22 pounds.
We got to watch some swing dancing demonstrations.
Grabbed some Eva Sweet for brunch while Chris tended to Dougal's snuggle needs.
Pick up some fruits and veggies amidst hellos with friends.
At one point it started raining again, so we inched our way over to the Kuhlmann's tent for shelter.
More cute dog.
This pretty girl had a vintage ride that I admired. Later on I ran into her while she was waiting for a friend and I found out she actually got her bike at EBC's Bikeworks for $40 and fixed it up herself. I am a big fan of double metal panniers. So convenient and also retro looking.
The next time it rained I decided it was time to get some warm drinks at Credo.
And then we all split up. Sable and I went to the Garneau to watch Midnight in Paris with Raffaella.
It was funny, all three of us were on Dahon foldies. Long live small bikes!