Broad Street Market mornings

My Saturday ritual is the Broad Street Market and I've been doing it alone for a year and a half, which is fine, but it'd be a lot better with someone arguing with me about cheese. I'm thirty-six, a marketing copywriter, and I work remote, which is a dream and also a recipe for isolation. I'm looking for someone who likes slow mornings, good bread, and wandering without a plan. I'm sarcastic in a way that's either charming or off-putting depending on your sense of humor, and I once cried at the PA Farm Show because the butter sculpture was really well done. I'm not even ashamed. That is detail number 100071 about me that I have not shared with anyone else yet.