Russo's
Several weeks ago, we went on an adventure outside of the city to a place called Russo's Farm in Watertown. We'd heard amazing things about this place - a large, indoor farmer's market with all kinds of weird and unusual food options. We were eager to check it out. By the time we got there (having made a fortuitous pit-stop at the tile store where we picked up some delicately imperfect Mexican tiles long sought for the kitchen) it was getting dark and packed! It being late November, people were beginning to shop for their wreaths and trees, and the aisles of this seemingly large market spaced seemed oh so cozy once you got inside. It was like being in a vegetable labyrinth... we'd plot our course from one end of the market to the next, finding the free corridors, and then quickly tackle it before someone moved back into our lane again! Whenever I paused to take a picture, I received an irritated glare - others were clearly using the same tactic and I was their barricade on a clear path to the cheese counter! Overall, I liked Russo's, but I'd like to go back on a lazy Sunday morning in the summer, when I'm not quite so hungry - or cold!