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You're a Pretty Little Thing, Yes, but... Ripe?

About two weeks ago I asked what flavor May is. Black Cake said strawberry, and that is the correct answer. May is National Strawberry Month! On my way home from the grocery store today, I saw a forlorn old woman sitting on the bed of a pickup truck in the parking lot of the county health clinic. A sign read: "Farmer's Market -->", so I guessed she was it. She looked a lot like my late grandmother, though shorter in teeth, so I pulled in to see what she was selling. Strawberries! These were pretty little things, and though I had just bought gigantic red strawberries at the grocery store ten minutes before, I bought a quart of these cute little button noses. Coincidentally, I've been plowing through a stack of old cooking magazines, and today clipped recipes for strawberry-orange muffins and brandied strawberry jam. Mmmm... looking forward to Sunday Muffins.

Getting to Know All About You: Have you ever bought anything at a roadside stand?

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PEACHES! And they were awesome!! Also bouught some zuchinni @ a stand @ the world's longest yard sale... stretching through Chattanooga last year...

All the time. Blackberry jam, chow chow, peaches, canteloupe, tomatoes. Whatever they offer.

And lemonade. I always stop for kids at a lemonade stand, drink it down and ask for seconds. That's the best part of summer!

Roadside produce almost always ends up tasting great. However, as the taster (last night) of both the tiny roadside strawberries and the giant store-bought suckers, I was saddened when the store-bought ones tasted better. This is probably the exception, though.