Friend Rich is a guest at my house for a few days. In the course of being the local guide to the Tucson scene, this morning it was off to a nearby farmers market.
At a produce stand as Rich is selecting some heirloom tomatoes, I managed to catch this young guy feasting on a very ripe strawberry.
After the big bite, he sits back to enjoy the strawberry flavor.
Since the strawberries were over ripe, the stand vendor was offering a taste to anyone who wanted one. Rich and I obliged. There is no flavor like a ripe strawberry. No doubt that was the conclusion of the young man dining on the strawberry that was larger than his hand.
Strawberry face forever.