When I lived in the bay area, I visited the Oakland Farmers' Market every Friday. The market was located right outside my office, so it was impossible for me to forget about it. I took my dad there to stock up on vegetables for our trip. We went a little crazy and bought some random things, but how can anyone turn down huge bunches of mint leaves for only $1? I also introduced my dad to the French guy's bakery stand. The almond croissants were even better than what I remembered.
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