Rhythms of City Life

With all the traveling of the past month, I’ve really missed the daily rhythms of life at home and in the city:
~ Quiet breakfasts with Bruce (and the morning “dance” between the two of us in our narrow little city kitchen as we make toast, brew coffee, cut fruit, wash dishes).
~ Over-the-fence and across-the-porch chats with our neighbors (we have incredible, wonderful neighbors up and down this block! What a blessing!)
~ Walking to the library, the post office, the bank and various meetings.
~ The lively atmosphere at the neighborhood cafe – Chestnut Hill.
~ Impromptu conversations with Eric or Hannah (both of them are home for now – a rare and wonderful thing!)
~ Sitting on the front porch watching the world go by.

And, of course, enjoying what the city has to offer.

On any given day, there’s an embarrassment of riches, from special one-time events like today’s Celebrate Lancaster festival from noon until 10pm, up and down Queen Street, with tons of food vendors, activities, live music and fireworks, to recurring events like:

• First Fridays
• Music Fridays (3rd Friday evening of every month)
• Sunday evening concerts at Longs Park
• Second Sunday Flavor Fairs

and lots more.

But one of our favorite rituals is going to Eastern Market on Saturday mornings. Every Saturday from May through October, from 9am – 2pm, in this lively plaza and community gathering place along East King Street in the Historic East Side of the city, more than a dozen market vendors offer up savory ethnic dishes from African, Asian and Middle Eastern traditions, the very freshest local vegetables, herbs, fruits, meats and cheeses, and sweet and savory baked goods – To. Die. For.

Since a picture’s worth . . . well, you know . . . check out my photo tour of Eastern Market here

Posted by Melanie Tagged as: city life lancaster pa

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