Here’s a great reason to love Arkansas: the strawberries. It seems a little crazy that we’ve been munching on our first quart of the year, and it’s only April, but you won’t hear any complaining out of me! As with tomatoes, my exposure to locally-grown strawberries has made it nearly impossible to enjoy store-bought berries. Some fruits and veggies can get by me without my noticing the difference (a baker potato is a baker potato…tasty no matter what). But I’ve even found myself holding back from giving Sadie strawberries from the store, like I’ve been subconsciously protecting her pallate from the less-flavorful imposters (okay, and the JUMBO strawberries on the market right now–yowza, that’s just not natural).