By Elizabeth Barhydt
Jessica Brenner moved to New Canaan from New York City, trading city life for the weekend farmers market. “Do you all like Bees Knees?” we ask. “Of course!” she answers. “We promise them popsicles. It’s how we get them to come.” But it’s not a bribe—it’s a bridge. “The vendors talk to my kids. They remember their names. It’s real. They’re learning what real food tastes like.”
Jessica also, as it turns out, is a new Sentinel subscriber. “We got a free copy of The New Canaan Sentinel when we moved here,” she recalls. “And then I started paying for it because I love that you’re doing that. I support local journalism.” Her son tugs at her sleeve. “Are we going to be in the paper, Mommy?” he asks. “Front page,” I said.
