Sometimes, it’s the little things — or big things, depending on how you value it:
Food.
I’ve been traveling back in forth from the Bay Area to New York. In NY sushi restaurants, chefs have bragged about their uni (sea urchin) from California. Fruit in grocery stores is marketed as from California. Right now, I’m eating a Cobb salad for dinner, with avocados, presumably from California. The avocados in NY just aren’t as fresh — visibly aged — as what we get in California due to proximity to the crop.
In October 2008, I was traveling in Argentina, marveling at the lack of fresh produce, delighted on the one day I had a fresh salad — though I had to go to a Ritz Carlton to get it.
What’s the expression? Live in NY once in your life but not so long that you get hard. Live in CA once in your life but no so long that you go soft?
Alas, too late . . . . Soft and enjoying fresh produce in the best state in the country!
