Credit: kelly O

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  • kelly O

There is, suddenly, out of nowhere—gay heaven?—a cherry stand on the corner of Pine Street and 11th Avenue. The cherries are from a farm in Eastern Washington. The man selling them is a friend of the farmer. He is called Travis. Cherries are $2 for half a thing and $3 for a thing. Samples are free. The feeling around the office is that they are delicious. He’ll be here all weekend.

Christopher Frizzelle was The Stranger's print editor, and first joined the staff in 2003. He was the editor-in-chief from 2007 to 2016, and edited the story by Eli Sanders that won a 2012 Pulitzer...

19 replies on “I Just Bought Some Fruit from a Man Across the Street”

  2. Oh…and we all know that anything right out of the orchard is so much better than anything you’ll ever find in a supermarket, right?

  3. chances are, yup. i eat local/organic when I can not out of any altruism, but because I am a pig and it tastes a million times better. plus, it usually hasn’t been waxed.

  4. But is it legal?

    http://westseattleblog.com/2010/06/since…

    sorta edit: I realized as I was previewing this post that I’m just a little bitter that no one’s going to consider hassle this friendly white guy selling organic cherries, while people are taking blurry surveillance photos of Latinos selling fruit in West Seattle like they’re on some kind of dangerous stakeout.

  6. There was a Mexican bro on 19th and Thomas the on Tuesday selling Strawberries. I didn’t buy any but I support that sort of thing.

  12. 8 & 10:

    Well, he has set up a cherry stand in the middle of Queer City during Pride Weekend. So, we can almost assume that he’s open-minded, but I’m wondering if I’ve ever known a gay man whose name is Travis.

    9:

    I would have mentioned that he’s cute earlier, but when one is in his fifties, almost everyone under 35 is cute whether he is or not. And, knowing that, I try to show a little self-respect and discipline.

  14. @12 Self-respect and discipline are overrated. I’m 45, and I plan to be completely undisciplined by 50, except regarding Ben & Jerry’s Vermonty Python ice cream, which I may have to ration.

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