Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Your Most Vivid Eastern Market Memory?

Mine: Staggering through the tomato stands in the crazy heat of summer, contemplating, then foregoing, the thought of a stack of waffles. A cute vintage bag and necklace found their way into my possession. This stop was the first of six, from Tenleytown to Pentagon City, my brother and I would take in his quest for the perfect pair of "mandals."

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