I slept in on Sunday after a night frequenting the bars in Hampden: Rocket to Venus, Corner Bar, and Frazier's on the Avenue. I bicycled down the Fallsway to check out the Farmer's Market. I felt like a pauper because I was hungover, didn't feel like ordering any of the fried foods or baked breads, and one of the apple vendors tossed an apple to me as I passed him. Since it was a particularly sunny Sunday, I decided to have brunch at Artifact Coffee after biking up Falls Road and Clipper Mill Road. I instantaneously fell in love with the rustic interior and finished, but almost raw-like feel of the wood inside.
I juxtaposed this feeling with that of MOM's Organic Market nestled a bit south of 40th Street in gentrified Hampden. I felt so out-of-place inside the store, with specially marked organic produce and products that felt like a Whole Foods trying too hard. Something just hit me inside as I attempted to gather ingredients to make dinner later, and I started to feel very anxious. I quickly left the store and went inside the Giant supermarket instead, which made me feel much better.
I have realized that I liked places that at least seem more authentic without seeming to try too hard. I guess that's why I like a lot of the architecture and neighborhoods in Baltimore, because they feel more genuine. There are more stories in the facade of a broken-down row-home than in in all of the pre-packaged, organic nut butters in any organic store in my opinion.