Eastern Market Goodness
This is the little red wagon my brothers and I grew up with. I live walking distance from Eastern Market, so I took a gamble and asked mom for the wagon. It arrived freshly repainted with my dad on Thursday.
Yesterday, the little red wagon went on it’s first adventure in the market. I will be headed to Maine later this week, so I didn’t buy much. Still having a wagon made the market more fun.
Whether you have your childhood red wagon, a fancy plastic wagon or nothing at all, Eastern Market is the best way to spend a Saturday morning. Fresh fruits, vegetables, flowers and more year round.
