Thursday, October 27, 2011
Farmer's Market in the Fall
Dustin and I have had fun exploring our new city. Today, Dustin was working so I hopped in our Jeep and headed to the Nashville Farmer's market! I am just a bit too eager to make pumpkin pies and I knew this would be the perfect spot to pick up a good lookin' pumpkin! Thanks to one of my new favorite apps, I documented my day with instagram!
As I strolled down the market aisles, I couldn't help but take a little trip down memory lane. For, oh gosh, at least twenty five years, my family ran our own produce business out of the Reading Fairground Square Market right outside of Reading, Pennsylvania. I believe my dad started the business when he was just 20 or 21. Starting in elementary school, I worked for my parents up until I was in my early twenties, just a year or two before my dad sold the business once and for all. Though I now look back on those days with sentiment and gratitude in my heart, that was definitely the farthest thing in my mind back when I was 14 wanting to sleep in and hang out with my friends on any random Saturday. I don't remember being the daughter my father always hoped for at 6 am on the morning he had someone call off work and had to enthusiastically awake my charming little self up to fill in the gap. And though I may be one of the only kids... ever, to wear the badge of "I was 'fired' (temporarily) by my own father for having a bad attitude about working with my little brother", I can still step into another farmer's market again today! And I am soo very thankful!
I am thankful that I grew up in a family that valued hard work, worked together to make the daily in and outs of the business succeed and I am thankful that it built in me a entrepreneurial drive and taught me a thing or two about money and the idea of savings and living within your means. I am thankful I eventually grew out of my naive Jr. High phase, and I am most of all thankful for the memories attached; the occasional 3am drives to the docks in Philly with my three sisters and dad in the drivers seat just for fun and how he let us make silly videos while he did serious business with the farmers. And the countless customers who would fake you out with a cantaloupe throw to the head or the whining people who came back two weeks later with a rotten watermelon saying we sold them bad fruit. Oh the memories I can now (keyword now) laugh at! Here's a few photos of Eberly's Produce!
I'd say it's been a good day! Now, it's time to make that pumpkin pie! ♥, mK
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