Next month, I will be relocating to the East Coast to be closer to my family. As I’m sure many of you have, over the past seven or so months, I have been reevaluating my life on many levels. Living in California for the past 9-plus years has truly been a blessing, and I honestly never thought I would leave this beautiful haven.
Alas, family calls. With my roots in Pennsylvania, but my heart in California, this move will truly be bittersweet for me.
This past year has been challenging for all, but I have a bank of things to be thankful for, including being a part of the Napa Farmers Market board. I dare you to find a group of more passionate, hard-working, clever, and motivated people who care so fiercely. It has been an honor to serve alongside my board members, but it has also been my absolute pleasure to serve the market — our farmers, specialty vendors, and customers.
What I’ll miss the most:
My Tuesday and Saturday morning strolls through the market. I typically start my farmers market journey by hitting up the bakeries. Bread sells out fast, so I always try to find what they have to offer and snag some goods for the week. Then, I grab all the fruits and veggies I’ll need, as I start writing recipes in my head for what I want to cook that day.
The friendly (masked) faces. Joy abounds at the Napa Farmers Market. There is something so magical about seeing customers chatting up our vendors, running into their friends and discovering new foods. Seeing my friends at the market is a highlight of the week, especially during the pandemic when meet-ups are few and far between. Also, our vendors have a bounty of knowledge, so I encourage you to let your curiosity run wild and strike up a fruitful conversation.
