I used to think that there was no point in going to a farmer's market. But I went to one for the first time in Columbus, Ohio and bought some blackberries. I

I used to think that there was no point in going to a farmer's market. But I went to one for the first time in Columbus, Ohio and bought some blackberries. I remember very distinctly waiting for the bus to go home, eating one of the blackberries, and thinking, "Oh, so this is why there are farmer's markets."