I'm not too proud.

In the interest of semi-full-disclosure, here's a ridiculous photograph of me about to hit the Truro Farmers' Market with Jeff.  Please note the overblown vacation attire: floppy straw hat, aviator sunglasses, glittery Beach Life shirt (you know I had to have that as soon as I saw it), and floral picnic/shopping basket.  I actually had enough pride to leave the hat in the car, and it turns out the Farmers' Market was no great shakes and still needs a while to grow beyond what seemed like a handful of tents selling clusters of herbs.  But really, who am I to judge?