I made my way down to Cota and Santa Barbara Streets where I found much of the block filled with vendors, trucks, and customers all to the tune of rousing music. I'd hoped to find a beautiful display of French cheeses, a multitude of olives, and some bakers competing for my trade in tempting loaves. Well, no ... but I did find a plethora of fresh produce (THIS time of year, I thought to myself) including this region's avocados, lemons, and oranges. There were glorious heads of lettuce. Chayote squash. (I didn't buy one but remembered liking it as a child.) Goat cheeses from off east of L.A. Fabulous pistachios ($$). Garlic-roasted nuts. Orchids. An orange-robed guru led a coterie of four young women dressed in Indian clothing. Many people were in summer attire. (I'm still not used to finding that in FEBRUARY!)
It was all Very California!
|How's that for a handsome passel of leeks!|
|No, they're not dyed|
|All grown right here.|
|Mandarin oranges the size of small tangerines.|