Spring Saturdays

Heading to the local market every Saturday has become a bit of a regular on the family agenda. I'd like to think I'm virtuous enough to be picking up local produce all day err-day but admittedly the day-to-day madness of everyone's hectic schedules mean spaghetti hoops are no household abnormality.

But come the weekend, there's something so relieving about taking the time to choose what you love (and not just what's most convenient) when it comes to putting something on the table, especially with the sun's recent reappearance.

Of course the whole experience becomes a lot more tempting when tablefuls of pastries are involved.