I miss California already. One of the many things I miss is the amazing Farmer's Market. Yes, we have Farmer's Markets in New York (you can even read about it on Meredith's blog), but they're just not the same. Here in New York, we have produce and it's good. However, it's a little limited. Our seasons are more severe, so we can't grow strawberries and heirloom tomatoes and other amazing fruits what seems like year round. For example, have you seen strawberries like this in New York lately?
I thought not. What about grapefruits like this?
Not those either? Bummer. A huge amount of this country's produce is grown in California, so it stands to reason that the local produce in California is going to be AMAZING. I've always loved the Lakeshore Farmer's Market (you can read a bit about my affinity for it here). It's just a rocking good time. In New York, it seems to me that a lot of people who go to the Farmer's Market's are a little bit hippie/hipster. You don't see a lot of people like this:
This guy just walked in front of the picture I was taking, but I thought it captured the spirit of the Oakland Market very well. Here's the picture I was trying to take:
From left to right, that's our friend Roy, my Uncle Donny and my Uncle Steve (they were all in CA for the big Champion of Justice dinner, or as it's now known around my house, "Borgen Fest 2008"). Ah, good times. I'll leave you with one last picture that Zack insisted that I put on my blog - him eating an organic raspberry honey stick and enjoying the heck out of it.