New City: KELLER

It would have been very easy to sit indoors this weekend since it’s been so darned hot, but since it’s “K” month we felt drawn to the Keller Farmer’s Market. On the close to an hour’s drive, we had time to reflect on the pull of K. We were both born Kopel’s and now one of us is a Kroeger and one of us a Katz. The Seinfeld show could have been created for us as we find delight in talking about nothing.  For example, who but the sisters could find Rufe Snow Drive the source of a good ten minute Konversation. Barbara posited that while discussing the name of the street as it was being designed perhaps the person dictating the name had a slight speech impediment and the street was meant to be called Ruth Snow Drive. Laura thought perhaps the designer’s 4 year old son had looked out the window and said, “Daddy, there’s snow on the rufe!”. Kindred spirits indeed!

But on to the farmer’s market. It was located in a pretty area and was of a good size so we had high hopes.

And while the produce was nice, we know for next time that an hour to drive necessitates another sight to see and there was none. But we did come home with some very tasty peaches, blueberries and strawberries so not a total loss.