We gave the Fruit Warehouse a shot today. And while the produce was as fresh as a morning breeze, the “warehouse” part was a bit of a stretch—definitely more “fruit boutique” than warehouse. And don’t get me started on the prices—felt like I was buying golden apples from a secret orchard. But we did manage to score some tomatoes, passion fruit, figs, and lepeshka. (Because why not?)
After that, D hit the Auburn Swim Center pool, and… well, that’s all folks. A day of fresh fruit and swimming. Just the essentials!