Ever since moving to NYC I’ve had the dream of experiencing a “share-house” in the Hamptons for a summer.  I’ve slowly dipped my toes in the Hamptons pool, with random weekends here and there with friends.  But this summer is the first time that I actually have a place to call my own.  A group of girlfriends and I are renting a charming cottage in East Hampton.  We’ve now had 3 weekends, and I’m slowly learning the ins and outs of the area. 

Our second weekend I was introduced to the amazing-ness that is the Amagansett Farmers’ Market.  Having spent weekends attempting to recreate my Parisian market experience and the NYC greenmarket just not cutting it, I was pleasantly surprised by the goodies at this stand.  All the perfect offerings for a beach side picnic-we picked up freshly brewed iced coffee, bacon/egg/cheese sandwiches on brioche rolls, a beautiful prosciutto baguette, veggies for dipping in fresh spinach dip, and a basket of rainier cherries.