brooklyn diaries | weekend markets, productive days & time with friends

I went to sleep dreaming about getting this bagel this morning. Couldn't be happier right now, except it's so hot that the cream cheese is melting.

>> That's That's what I wanted to play. What do you think it is? What do you think it's like chaos? >> Cuz I feel like everybody just frames it that way.

You too.

>> I just got home from the market. Oh, this bag is heavy. I went a little I went a little crazy. I don't know what accent that is. I went a little crazy. Something the market just does something to me, especially when it's such a beautiful day outside. I need to get something from every

stand. Um I got Yanni's bread. He had to leave the market early cuz he is meeting someone. He's trying to sell some clothes and shoes and stuff. We're trying to get as much stuff out of our apartment as possible, minimize clutter, things that are simply just taking up space. This bread right here

is what turned Yanni into a farmers market man. Because before that, I had to drag him to come with me. He just didn't understand the appeal of farmers market. I got this focaccia za'atar focaccia bread. It is amazing. So good. Got four of them. That was his request. And um I'm also going to show

you the rest of what I got. I did get a basket. It's very cute. He um wet it a little bit to reshape it nicely, but look how cute that is. Every single time I go to any market, I'm always eyeing like all the cute baskets they have there. And I kind of wanted to get one