My Fifth Day at the Market

I had a disappointingly slow day at the market yesterday, and no friends showed up to surprise me. But I met a cool woman who told me it was great that I bring metal spoons for people to use when tasting. She said she was happy I wash my spoons (as opposed to throwing out plastic ones), and I said, "As far as you know," with a big grin on my face. And I quickly added, "Just kidding." 😆 She said something like, Yeah, you might just lick them really well.

She told me she frequents a coffee shop that puts out real spoons for stirring in sugar and milk and a container of water in which to deposit the used ones. Maybe I should do that latter part. Some people seem reluctant to put their dirty spoons in the cloth bag I bring, but it's easy enough to throw it in the clothes washer with other laundry after putting the dirty spoons in our dishwasher.

It seemed like there were an unusually high number of dogs at the market yesterday, including an adorable, young, female basset hound. The woman who was walking her stopped a good deal in front of my cart and said "Huge Hound" loud enough for me to hear. I said, "Yup," and gave her a smile, but she didn't come over to the cart then or later in the day; she was at the market for a while, and I kept hoping she'd try my products or, at the very least, let me pet on her pup and talk basset hounds with me for a while.

A couple who have become regular customers of mine had their beautiful, scruffy-faced, mixed-breed, black dogs with them again, and I found out the dogs' names are Rudy and Carla. I told them the huge hound was a Rudy.

Because I have a good deal of inventory left, I'm not going to schedule a production day this week. I did manage to sell the last of my Blackberry Vegan Frozen Dessert yesterday. And among my ice creams, the Lemon Verbena and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough were the best sellers. Pointing out on my sign that the cookie dough was gluten-free netted me at least one sale I wouldn't otherwise have gotten.