Thankfully, she resisted the urge to dress in theme.
There's always such a nice selection of produce and meat, as well as plants. Although we didn't see anything in the dairy section, much to my cheese-loving dismay.
There was an entire shed dedicated solely to the sale of local produce. And that was our primary destination.
Booth after booth was manned by gregarious, young farm hands with thick East Texas accents.
(In the land of big Texas hair and big, fake boobs, no one has ever called my "lemons" big. I guess that just proves that they're not from 'round here.)