I recently went to a local market/farmstand which I also have dubbed as a "Foodie's Fantasy." The fruit is so fresh and ripe, it's as if you picked it off the vine. The market offers a vast selection of cheeses that would put even the best fromageire in Paris to shame. Don't even get me started on the desserts!
From the minute I stepped out of the car, I smelled donuts. Cinnamon sugar wafted through the crisp fall air. On my way out of the market, I spotted the samples...Little bite-sized doughnuts waiting to be devoured. My daughter and I sampled the warm, sweet, sugared deliciousness and knew we HAD TO purchase some to bring home. The minute my son spotted them they were gone.
Some of life's greatest pleasures don't come wrapped in fancy imported paper, but in the form of a simple plastic bag with a twist tie. Any foodie knows there is no substitute for a warm homemade doughnut.
What is your simple pleasure?