For half a minute we lived in an apartment in a suburb of Chicago. Worst apartment experience we've ever had.
There were a few bright spots though.
The local farmers' market set up right behind our apartment building. Every Saturday, we'd crunch through some leaves, walk approximately one hundred steps, and find a small, but mighty market.
Those chocolate donuts became an instant fave.
Perfect plums made their way into a cake.
We had snapdragons at Halloween.
We even met a few cool characters there.
