Yesterday I channeled my inner American and ate the entire day. About five times as much as I normally eat back in London.

It was my first day so I woke up around 6 because in England it would have been 11 am, so my body told me to get up NOW.

I hung out with my cats and fed my social media addiction for a while (can only use my iPhone when I’m on WiFi!), but my parents got up early as well so we headed downtown to the 2nd St Market in Dayton. It’s a huge real food market in an old train depot.

I’m unable to charge my Nikon at the moment, so I’m using my iPhone for everything!

My dad eating a “Cheeky Meat Pie” from a stand set up by a kiwi. They were great!

After I had a giant bowl of biscuits and gravy (I miss that in London!), I topped it off with a chocolate peanut butter whoopie pie from a place called Thistle.

Their adorable clock on the wall! They kindly let me back there to take a picture of it.

What would you say this picture is?

That’s where my parents pick up their raw milk from a local farm. It’s not legal in Ohio to sell it at the market, so to get around the legal issues what they have to do is take part in a herd share, and then they and everyone else goes to a nearby location to purchase the milk. It costs about $40 per month, but I think it’s totally worth it if you’re a milk drinker.

They pick up their allotted amount and then go put a check mark by their name to say they’ve collected their share for the week.

Our loot from the market:

Later in the day we went back to the market to try out the food truck Fressa. Food trucks are super trendy in the US, and Fressa appears to be one of the first to jump into the Dayton market. We got a Thai peanut butter & pickle sandwich.

WOW. I would never have tried peanut butter and pickle, but this totally worked.

After a couple hours we ended up going back downtown to try out the Taste of Miami Valley food festival. Tell you about it later! I’m off for a bike ride right now …