They had me at “hello” as I love farmers markets. 
This farmers market had made its debut last year, and well, this year the market has grown up and is a great thing to see.
It was packed.
As I wandered around, I saw some of my favorite purveyors from the Bryn Mawr Farmers Market which my friend Molly
I also saw that St. Peter’s Bakery was there and had fun chatting with the ladies of Blueberry Hill Farm.
One fly in the ointment and a farmer I won’t support even if hell freezes over are those fine folks from Birchrun Hills Farm. I will not put money in the pockets of eminent domain loving Farmer–Supervisor–Roadmaster Ken Miller and his wife. They are a personal choice boycott. If you are interested in why I made that choice, simply catch up with your Chickenman reading.
In any event, don’t let one slezoid farmer-politcian keep you away from the East Goshen Farmers Market – it’s a good thing!
I even made a new dog friend. His name is Shakespere and he is a tri-pod rescued English Springer Spaniel.
Over and out…off to peruse all things rhubarb.