It’s no secret, my love for the New Amsterdam Market. I’ve told you, my beloved readers, and multiple times. My aunt is reluctant to send me alone before breakfast on Sunday morning. I can’t say I blame her, I’m like a kid at FAO. I want to buy everything.
It’s an unfornate truth that I’ve missed most of this market season. Travel. Sunday hangover. You know.
Lately I’ve been craving the seriously savory for breakfast, so this Sunday absolutely called for a trip to the market. I went with a short list of: white nectarines, sun dried tomatoes in olive oil, olive bread, focaccia and a surprise.
So surprise! I ate half the pork belly chilli while waiting for the breakfast tacos from Lonestar Tacos.
I hope your week is full of serendiptious surprises, too.