It was when I began lingering over the cucumbers at Bi-Rite that I realized it was time to start dating again.

It’s not like I was doing anything outrageous—not actually fondling the cucumbers, for example. And if I’d actually been looking for something a little more realistic, I would have been eyeing the zucchini. Or maybe those thrillingly purple Asian eggplants. But, frankly, I’ve never cared for eggplant, and the only way I like zucchini is when it’s chopped up and sautéed, which wasn’t really what I had in mind. Unless it was my ex-husband’s zucchini...Read on: http://missionlocal.org/2009/10/love-in-the-middle-ages-chapter-1/