regenerdbeeren
it wasn't raining when i left for the winterfeld markt. and the new york in me saw the gray sky and figured i'd duck into a corner bodega for a cheap umbrella if rain got bad. this was not the case and within five minutes i was most way to the markt and soaked. it poured, i hesitated, i stole time fake perusing things under tents. i bought a box of strawberries because every third person in berlin was doing it. i removed them from their bag, used their bag to shield my poor camera from the rain, and then walked slowly slowly back. by the time i reached my door, i had perfect washed strawberries. the best strawberries i've ever had. a kind i'd never had, without any white bits, they were red all the way through. sweet, soft, the best kind of refreshing after a week of straight meat.
-yeh!