Farmer's Market

Oh, the spoils of the farmer's market. My dad loaded me up with goodies before I left yesterday, so now I get to enjoy even more wonderful omelettes for breakfast every morning. They really are my favorite. (Aside from Sister Schubert pigs in a blanket stuffed with bleu cheese.... mmmmmm.)

Can you tell I'm perpetually hungry?
For the record, I have been cooking up a storm. That makes me happy.
I need to find a farmer's market in Fort Worth. STAT. I'm going to find one for this weekend.