I have deiced I can call myself a "Baker". I have always loved to bake and I have fond memories of baking in our old farmhouse kitchen. It was huge and very open with the most beautiful built-in cupboard I have ever seen. The walls were lined with deep metal cupboards and a huge, and I mean HUGE double sink. I can remember my mother making cheese and hanging it in cheesecloth over that sink to drain. I think it was a Farm Cheese that she would make, whatever it was it tasted wonderful mixed with fresh herbs from our garden spread on homemade bread. I am finding as I take this walk down this new road that everything is better when it is made by hand. The less processed in any way shape or form it is, the better. I am also finding how much pleasure I am getting from taking the time to realize all of this. It makes you slow down and look for quality verses quantity. I am feeling the need for a good ole' purge of all this stuff that seems to be cluttering my life, including my baking space. I really think that it is difficult to get a good hold of this life I want when I have so much stuff to try and get in my grip! So, out it goes....to a good home of course. I am doing my best to return to nice and simple for my family, that is why I decided to stay home full time this past June and pursue starting our own little bakery. With each week I realize I am more competent than I originally thought I was. I really can whip up a new and yummy creation with my very own two hands that will eventually help support my family. That makes for a very Sweet Treat! Now back to being a baker!! I had a friend say the funniest thing to me once; I hadn't seen her in a few weeks so she gave me a hug but when she did she squeezed me a little tighter and said "Oh my goodness, you smell just like a cookie". I just had to laugh, I hadn't even been baking that day. I guess the smell of fresh baked goodies has now become a perminaite part of "Me" and the more baking I do the more I love it. I definitely think there are more sweet treats to come from this baker and her bakery so stay tuned!
then there is the Sarah's Surprise: Delicate puffed pastry topped with raspberry's and a sweet cream cheese, do you all see why they are one of the first stops I had to make? I would love to spend a day in the kitchen with Roméo to witness the magic that must take place there. You will know you are in the correct spot when you are greeted by Alexandra, you simply cannot miss her. She is so petite with the largest most genuine smile I have ever seen and her voice is so full and heavy of France if you closed your eyes you would swear you were standing in Paris. We would sit on the bench under our favorite tree and enjoy our first two purchases of the day, with much anticipation of the ones that were yet to be made. Once we were finished savoring every bite and down to the very last sip we would happily continue on our venture through "Market-Ville". Next stop 18Th Century Purity Farm to see Paul. He is such a very kind sweet man, he has such a sense of honesty that emanates from him. His fruit carries on that feeling, pure honest goodness. When you eat his raspberries they taste exactly what you would imagine the picture perfect raspberry would taste like. These perfect little berries often grace the tops of my Truffle Brownie Bites that I offer at the market. I love going over to his table to see what I 
can top those yummy little bites with each week. Once he had the smallest, sweetest little strawberries, I just had to have them. They looked so perfect taking center stage on top of a cloud of sweet chocolate frosting. The market is full of wonderful vendors who offer such amazing things each and every week. I can attempt to mention everyone all at once, but that would be one very full post, so I will show you a little bit of all my favorites a little at a time! Next post I will share a story about a purchase I made this past Sunday at our "Frugal Frolic" from "Beauty That Moves".