"True, but I like it. It's refreshing." When they reached the small baker stall there was a portly man taking bread from a stove and woman putting jelly into jars. A girl only a few years younger than Lorelai was in front to take orders. "Hello and welcome. What can I get for you?"

"A few raspberry tarts for me. Isiah would you like anything?" She said as she pulled out her purse, counting out a few coins as pay. 

The girl, who was thin and freckle face looked up at him. "We have a number of things from tarts to simple loaves."