Drove Orchards

I LOVE FARM SHOPS.
There. That’s pretty much all you need to know.
No, but really: is there anything more summery than pulling up somewhere, peeling your bare leg off the too-​hot seat of the car, and running into a farm shop to buy local fruit and veg (and maybe some ice-​cream for immediate consumption?). SIKE! Rhetorical! THERE IS NOTHING BETTER.
Drove orchards is a step above, though: the selection is great, and interesting, and well-​priced. So there. When I popped by there were homegrown black currants, dark and juicy, on offer. And local runner beans and beautiful green-​and-​purple artichokes. Tiny sweet-​but-​tart plums. Exploring the shop further, there is a cooler selling Norfolk ice-​cream (yayerz) as well as a wall of apple juices (they bottle themselves). I snagged some apple and quince juice (!!!) and all involved in the resulting cocktails were big fans of the selection. Some cold cuts, dairy, and plenty of baked good options: it felt too hot for cake (blasphemous!) but the Victoria sponge _​almost_​convinced me otherwise.
Double bonus: in addition to a farm shop there is also a vintage and home goods-​y store, a Danish fashion shop and a kids’ clothing store. What wonders! Fresh produce AND baby booties AND a Denmark-​imported tunic? Yep.
Unilocal note: I’ve lived almost 5 years in England and can’t believe it took me this long to discover this corner of the country. Gorgeous (now, just don’t all head here in droves to ruin it for me!) (Kidding. Come one, come all!).