It is getting late. I have just watched this week's The Walking Dead. And The Talking Dead is not a show that demands one's undivided attention. This means that I can give you the advice promised in the title to this post.
I was in the Valley on Saturday as I mentioned yesterday. I drove past Noggin's Farm a few times, and past Hennigar's Farm Market a few times as well. Both places were chock-a-block with folks. Cars jammed into their parking lots hell, west and crooked. People from the city spending too much money who don't realize that they are doing so.
Here is the bitter truth, folks: For the most part, locals do not shop at these places. For one thing, the city slickers have taken all the parking spaces. For another, the prices are mostly not realistic. Locals can get better prices at road side markets or a store in New Minas called Henny Penny's. Very close to my mother's place there is a fellow who sells lots of vegetables. Until this week he had plenty of pumpkins, but they were all gone yesterday. I am guessing there was a run on pumpkin seeds in the last 7 days.
When my father was alive I would occasionally drive him to a farmer's market just outside of Centreville, whose name escapes me. The produce was good, and one didn't have the impression that they proprietors were interested in holding people upside down by their ankles and shaking them until every last sou dropped out of their pockets. There are other farmer's markets that are similarly ethical in the Valley. Not as many as there should be, but they are there.
If you city people want to drive to these places just off the highway in Greenwich and Wolfville, then go ahead. It is your money. I am just saying that you betray yourself to these people when you can instead go somewhere else, support a small farmer, see more lovely countryside, and have more shekels in your pocket when you return to the city and have dinner at the Chickenburger.
Soon, my pet. Soon.
See you tomorrow.