Behind the explosion of color in the forefront is a bouquet of purple balls that look like something from a Dr. Seuss poem.
If anything rhymed with purple.
The floral lady that wrapped them up said they were called gambina or gamboni or something that started with a 'g' but I was too jacked up on sugar to listen closely.
Since I had tasted and then purchased many plums.
Green plums are very tasty and also kinda Dr. Suess-like, oh wait, that's green ham not green plums.
Musicians lined the street.
Succulent arrangements gave me ideas for the backyard.
Tasted a couch potato cookie before settling on...
1 Almond Joyous and 1 Lemon Bar (because that was the baker's favorite).
Love the Farmer's Market in Little Italy.
It fills the senses.
