In my youth, Saturday mornings started after 3pm and sadly, it was a rarity that I ever was able to make it to this wonderful, wonderful mecca of tastes, sounds and sights. Now that I'm finally approaching graduation it's Friday nights like this (where I'm actually working on a paper and breaking with Yelp) I know I'll be up tomorrow morning rise and shine and be able to come home with the best and freshest produce. I always get suckered into a bouquet of wildflowers (see profile picture--those are from the market!) as well as fresh cheese curds and apple cider. Nothing tops a Saturday morning other than this...well that and breakfast at Mickey's Dairy Bar.