Saturday, October 30, 2010
A Morning at Deptford Market
I like waking up at a reasonable time on weekends. Sleeping in just an hour longer than normal is all that's necessary to feel refreshed and relaxed for a Saturday — and energized to go on an adventure. This morning was spent at Deptford Market, a classic British market filled with endless wondercrap, hagglers and blustery blue skies. It is an exemplary place to people-watch, and when the chill gets under your skin, walk down the road to The Deptford Project, a cafe in a converted train car, for a flat white.