Day 11: Best Place.

I love me a farmers market something fierce. Add a few chickens, a restaurant, a bus, good food, and wood fired pizza in the summer time and you’ve got my best place of 2009.

The Roost.

I’m there for coffee basically everyday before I head to work and I will be there before my flight to PG tomorrow.

On a side note: The Worst Place of 2009 was the backseat of Rozie's car.

Three guys in the backseat isn't fun especially when two of them are big and the skinny guy has to have a window seat.