I have "roots" that go back to the North Market from my Great Grandmother Eitel who came here from Germany in the early 1900's and always shopped there (even when it was at the old location and was called Central Market). Then her neice (my cousin) Thea Weigert came here from Germany as well when I was a 4 month old baby. She shopped there for 50 years nearly EVERY saturday of my life basically. When she was ill and literally on deaths bed, she still wanted to be picked up and go to the North Market for her eggs, meat, bread, cheese, and of course her weekly flowers from Bobby and see the young lady at Bluescreek who she would have adopted if she could. I love the North Market for many reasons, but shopping there brings me to close to 2 people I've lost in my life that meant the world to me. I feel I'm honoring them by carrying on the tradition of wanting to support such a great place. I don't have the disciplined habits they did by being so consistent, but I know when I need to make a meal extra special, that is where I go for the best of the best. Thea may have come here from Germany, but she was a very proud American who knew more about this country than people priviledged to be born here. Great Lady! I know the North Market must miss her too!