There's a lot you take for granted when you live in Southern California. Being able to keep your windows open most of the year. Decorating christmas trees in flip flops. And, year-long farmer's markets. It might sound weird to those of you from a cold climate, but when I moved to Chicago nine years ago, I was completely surprised that I couldn't go get local produce in February. I know, if I had maybe thought about it, I might have come to that conclusion. But I was coming from Santa Barbara, where, any day of the week, I could visit a different farmers market and go buy a handful of flowers, or a basket of strawberries. In Chicago, I had to learn what was in season. And, in February, nothing is in season. Hmmm. So, today, I panicked when I realized there are only a handful of farmer's markets left, and ran up to the Lincoln Square market just before they closed and purchased a few lovelies before they're all gone!