Harvey and I were on our way home last week when we drove past the town center and saw that there was a farmers' market going on. Of course we had to stop. I was thrilled to see these freshly picked strawberries, especially when I realized they weren't the big humongous ones you normally find at the supermarket. Those giant strawberries always remind me of mutants and I can't help wondering what kind of pesticides have been sprayed on them. These smaller ones are perfect for snacking on. They're already sweet and juicy but I still sometimes dip them in some salt and sugar, the way I used to when I was a child.
