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It’s in the dead of winter and what warms me is the memory of shopping for strawberries at the local market. It was at the end of the season, and buying strawberries was a nessasary evil for me. As I approched the produce section my eyes twinkled…mmmmm…strawberries. I remember standing there, looking at them, only to pick out the most blump, juicy ones I could find, when all of a sudden a voice spoke up behind me. “Would you like to try one ma’am?” A thought crossed my mind…How could this man read my mind? Me?, out of everyone standing, wandering, picking out fruit and veggies.. .he picks me?. As I look up I notice he is a middle age man…and has a latin look about him. Very handsom indeed. Seeing his apron on him told me this man knows what he’s talking about. He is “The produce Man”. I answer him as I glance around to see the people waiting for my response. “Sure” I said. So delacatly he picks out a plump strawberry for me to taste. Me being such a vocal person I fight to hold back my moans of delight, in tasting this sweet, juicy morrsel. Mmmm…this is very good…thank you I reply. “Another”? he askes. A smile slowly, comes over me as I say “sure” “I would love to”…as I feel myself start to giggle. Who is this man who is feeding me strawberries? As he picks out another I say to him that he should try one also. After all you are the produce man…He chuckles and say’s “I think I will”….I glace up only to see folks looking at us eating strawberries, while they pretend to squeeze the melons. I notice as we stand there tasting these wonderful sweet morrsels what is sitting close by. OMG…a can of whip cream! I look into the Produce Man’s eyes and ask him if he can pass the whip cream over? He turns to see, yes indeed there is whip cream and takes the can in his hand. Oh god…is he really going to shake it and open it I wonder to myself…lol. My smile turns to laughter, and he say’s…”I would love to”…as we laugh together, we knew we had a special moment. He proceeds to pick me out only the best strawberries out of the bend, and we say our goodbyes. Both smiling, both appreciating our love for good produce…:p
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