There was lots of eating, drinking, nibbling, socializing and dancing to some old school classics. I was in my element. I lost all sense of time and lost myself in the happy moment.
I thought to myself if this is the first night market at the biscuit mill and there are so many people already... this has to be a weekly account! It helps to even out the masses who go the usual saturday morning market.
Do you ever get a kind of anxiety when you go to a farmers market? I do. A good anxiety though. I feel I have to taste and picture everything, make my rounds and see all the stalls! I'm in a frenzy afterwards - my head buzzing with ideas. I love it.
Happy food. Happy photos. Happy life.
Night market sounds amazing, I hope this is going to become a regular occurrence!
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