Wednesday July 2nd

Just to keep you all in the loop, my date last week was blah. He was a "nice" guy, but there was no chemistry and he lost me at...

"A good sense of humor seems very important to you."

Isn't it on everyone's list? Am I being too specific? I think not. Anyway, after he kept emailing me, asking if I wanted to get together again, I was honest with him and said I like him as a person, but felt no chemistry. He said he didn't either....whatever.

I was in NY on Monday, and went to the farmers market in Union Square. Nothing rivals it, in my opinion....eventhough most of the space has been dug up, not sure what's being done, and all the vendors are squished into a much smaller space. I had to make two trips to my car to unload my purchases...brocolli, beets, garlic, bread, salad mix, cherries, blueberries, and on and on....everything's there, and just been picked.

I'd decided to look at the meat, it's less embarassing talking to the market people about cuts of lamb or cow and what to do with them, than in a big store where I have to yell over the counter. A girl came up behind me, said hi, with an Australian accent, to the stall owner and asked about chickens, or eggs, not sure which came first (had to put that in). Then she realized I was there before her and apologized for cutting in. I said it's fine and she should go ahead and yes I'm also Australian. We started with the obligitory "where are you from?" questions. It turned out we'd both had businesses in the same suburb in Sydney at the same time. I used to eat in her cafe and she shopped in my boutique (this was at least 10 years ago, mind you).

Yet another small world story.