My oh my did you prove me wrong. For years I secretly questioned the significance of you and your cousins across this fine state of California. I often asked, "What's so special about produce sold under a tent on stinky asphalt versus the same product found in a clean and air conditioned grocery store?" Logically, the later seemed more appealing. Plus, I was never that person who ate "organic". That was for vegans and wealthy pilates practicing moms. There's nothing wrong with either might I add, in fact I secretly wish I was both yet that's neither here nor there. The truth is yes, those people do shop on your streets, but so does everyone else in Santa Barbara apparently because you are AMAZING. My most sincere apologies for my ignorant prejudice and unwarranted judgement. You are quite plainly my favorite Saturday activity. Your fruits and veggies DO taste better than those of the unnamed mega-markets, and I never realized how happy a $5 bouquet could make me! Until you obviously.
So thank you FMSB, for being awesome, and good, and for introducing Erik and I to the best lemonade we have ever experienced.
With all my love and admiration,