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112 C A R M E L M A G A Z I N E • S P R I N G / S U M M E R 2 0 1 9 it, as I pushed it through the crowds. An antique fair close to my heart is Camp Vintage. It's a charming show of 25 hand-picked vendors tucked away at the Earthbound Farm Stand surrounded by organic crops, lavender and herbs, with an old green John Deere tractor on property and a blue Amazon parrot perched on the railing. Life just doesn't get any better than this. Besides all the treasures at each show, fair food is fragrant, enticing and fabulous. However, I find myself standing and eating over the trashcan, like eating standing in the kitchen over the sink, for some reason. I think it's because I hate to take the time to nosh, as I am anxious to get back to junking around, so standing is preferred so one can make a fast getaway back to the vendor tables. Each venue has their signature food. At Alameda, the sweet fragrance of Kettle Corn drifts through the air, as a dozen food trucks offer every- thing from Mexican to Thai cuisine. At Moss Landing, there's a smoking grill of roasted corn outside the calamari stand, which is like being at a bonfire on the beach. It's well worth the long wait in line, as the steaming corn tastes of charcoal and bursts in the mouth. The best street tacos can be found at the all-town yard sale in Spreckels, while homemade pies are sold at the infamous Goat Hill Show in Watsonville. My dear friend Warren Rosen produces the monthly Monterey Bay Antiques & Vintage Market, where they have served French macaroons, and full lunches are served at St. Mary's annual antique show. Loving junk as much as I do, whether it be galvanized meat hooks, kick- ass Western, or some unknown artist's flea market painting, it's now the season for coastal road trips, calamari and cocktails by the bay. Junking is a romantic yet slightly dilapidated adventure that stirs up that pitter-patter inside your chest when you pull up to a sale wondering if a treasure awaits you somewhere among all that stuff. Some days it's a stack of old rusty garden tools, another day it's a hobnail perfume bottle like the one your mother had on her dresser, while other days it could be an antique lace skirt to wear with biker boots. We never know what will move us on any particular day, but we do know that we just can't live without it. Marjorie Snow is a published writer and photographer with a vast knowl- edge of antiques and their histor y. Snow was the owner of Terra Cotta in Las Vegas, an exclusive architectural vintage galler y, which has been featured in numerous West Coast magazines. The famous rusty yellow and red truck at the Alameda Antique Faire. An intriguing table of old turquoise cowboy boots, a Hubley toy pistol box, 1940s' wool horse blanket from England and a Solitaire Coffee tin.

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