We didn't have our eye out for anything particular but there was certainly lots to feast on. One of the first booths we visited had a ladies WWII swastika-laden link bracelet and all sorts of images of 1940s Berlin went through my head. The booth next door had a WWI sweetheart pin of miniature pilot's wings with happier connotations. I would have loved to own it but it seemed such a shame to put something so precious away in a box for safekeeping and away from other appreciative eyes. The Norwegian Bridal Casket pictured below is from the 1700s and meant to store items for a young lady's trousseau but...oh dear, the term 'casket'.
SHE FOUND FAULT WITH ALL OF THEM
Once we had finished having a super time scouring through the rest of the booths we drove into town for something to eat. Elora is Amish country so you can expect to find buggy parking next to car parks.
Since going gluten and dairy-free last September it has been ever so slightly challenging at times when it comes to dining out. My husband loves nothing more than a menu full of pub grub but I steered him towards The Desert Rose Cafe. Its friendly staff, cosy kitsch decor and communal tables made for a delightful time spent with another couple who also happened to just arrive from the antique show. The food was so delicious and the downtown so charming, no doubt we'll be back again soon.