On Saturday my sister came by and took me to Eastern Market so she could get some peaches. It was only my second time going there during these summer months, and the first time none of the farmers were there yet.
Clearly, that's the best part.
I've learned to like okra. Not fried though. Still, dad would be proud.
I love this picture. I love that oooone berry stuck precariously between two baskets.
All the farmers that come in offer free samples. This particular farm is very generous with their samples. The woman in the picture goes around from row to row slicing the fruit into big fat quarters. When she's made it to the end of the rows, she goes back to the beginning and starts all over again. I must have eaten what would amount to almost two different kinds of pears, half an apple, half a nectarine, and a small piece of this yellow watermelon. I could have had more, but we didn't stay long.
I really love fruit. I could eat it all day, every day. My absolute favorites are watermelon, peaches, nectarines, strawberries, cantaloupe, casaba melons, grapes, honeydew, oranges, tangerines, plums, apricots, guava, papaya, and coconut. And apples and bananas aren't half bad either.