Vintage Adventure at Sowa Market

Sowa VIntage Market

Sowa Market is a little slice of heaven! During the winter months, (which is now) just the indoor vintage market is opened but that is enough for me because it is less crowded and I can really get a good look at everything from a 90’s jean jacket to reading a love letter written over 60 years ago. When the warm weather starts rolling around, oh my oh my, this place is like another country. It is filled with food trucks, fresh veggies, home-baked goods, unique one of a kind foods, hand-made crafts…..and of course more amazing vintage vendors inside that travel all summer and stop right here in Boston!!!!!

The way to take on Sowa Market:
1. Make a day of it…because it WILL take all day.
2. Go to brunch beforehand in the South End but MAKE RESERVATIONS or you may have to wait for hours!!! Our fav spot is Gaslight brassiere, a beautiful french brassiere with the most authentic decor inside and scrumptious food. Just a block from Sowa!!!!
3. USE THE BATHROOM BEFORE GOING! Super important because the bathrooms are kinda inconvenient and there is always a line.

We did not take my own advice about making reservations, partly because this was a last-minute adventure with some amazing friends, but luckily we were still able to get a seat somewhere that actually has pajama brunch which is super cool but their food is only so so.

This is us eating so so food but thoroughly enjoying the company of amazing friends! And enjoying this day together (we rarely have days together due to his demanding job, so every second really counts)

Vintage Adventure at Sowa Market

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Inspirational Quote of the Day


A friend of mine posted this quote the other day which was amazing because this is exactly why I started this blog. The past year and a half, after a bittersweet move to Boston with my Husband for his Surgical Residency program (bittersweet because he has given his life to medicine for the next 6 years working easily over 100 hours per week with maybe 4 days off a month if he is lucky), I have felt stuck. Stuck in my own mind of my have nots and can nots. My passions, goals, and lust deflated from me gradually with each snow drop of the harsh Boston winters. I felt like Tarzan in the jungle, swinging by a rope yelling at the top of my lungs. Then it hit me, I can sit and wallow in my own pity and hatred for my situation, or I can do something about it, grow, and learn about life.

I have always been a planner, even planning a step ahead of my own plan. But I no longer have the control to plan. My husband is in a six-year residency training program and I cannot plan where we go after that, I can only hope he gets a good offer somewhere magical and warm. I could not plan moving to Boston, we were told. I cannot control the winter and the snow even though I am a sun baby. I am that person living in New England who does not even eat seafood, which means that cooking has become my new favorite thing to do.  

I also discovered what it was like to try to find a job in your career field in a city where you have no connections, you did not go to school in, and frankly no one cares or really wants to hire you. I was a teacher, Kindergarten and First Grade, and I took it for granted thinking it would always be there for me to go back to when I needed. However, sometimes life has its own plan for you and that plan can be more beautiful and glorious then your own plan. So far life’s plan has started treating me pretty well and I am going to keep trusting life to send me on the adventure that it is. I am only me, myself, with my passions, skills and goals, and with that, self-determination, hard work, and risk, I don’t need a plan, I can just go and be ME.

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