Reading through the Examiner today, I game across some grave news. So very grave, in fact, that I may have disturbed my fellow park lunchers with my distraught cries:
It seems that certain over zealous health inspectors are looking to restrict the time-honored practice of giving out free samples at the farmers market. Something about needing a special license to serve food rather than just sell it. All I can say to that is, whatever fools.
If you know Katie and I, you know about our burning passion for farmers market samples. Often we will pick up enough free food from the Eastern Market or 14th and U vendors that we won’t have to eat again for three to four days. I would go so far as to say that farmers market samples are the true backbone of this great nation.
So when I hear about some busy body bureaucrat trying to come between me and my peach slices, I get angry. Really angry. Listen, if I was worried about things like “hygiene” and “acute salmonella poisoning”, I’d avoid a lot more eating establishments than just farmers markets. I’ve eaten the jumbo slice for god’s sake! So look, Montgomery County, maybe in the future we can worry less about my free cheese cubes and more about containing the ICC and starting the Purple Line. Sheesh.
*This post may imply that we go to Maryland from time to time. We do not.