Frozen on Fulton Street

One might not have expected to find the, once mafia haunted and now abandoned, Fulton Fish Market hopping with enthusiastic frost bitten agra/environmentalists one Sunday afternoon in December. I think the word Nor'easter was being tossed around Saturday night. By Sunday morning at 8:30 we were loading Mark and Andrew's cars with boxes of carrots and vats of vegetable chili (with pork) in the sleeting frigid rain. Spirits were low as we headed up over the Brooklyn Bridge. However, little did we know, the weather would not hold them. By noon the Fulton Fish Market was teeming with bundled up well-informed consumers working to raise awareness and money for the New Amsterdam Market. Thank you to everyone who braved the frost! And to Sasha for holding it together and to Caroline for making one-gazzilion braised beef with pickled winter vegetable sandwiches!

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