Rhubarb
Our market in the little town of Milpitas would have it occasionally when it was in season, but I could find it in markets in San Jose. Milpitas was small (less than 1000 people) when we moved there so any major type shopping was done in San Jose. A neighbor gave me some she bought but it was picked too soon and was green and bitter. Whew. I didn’t tell her but I tossed it after keeping it a couple of days, outside the refrigerator, and it never did ripen up even a tad. Shame.
I’ve also bought frozen rhubarb — complain to the management and see if the store won’t order some. Spring just isn’t spring without rhubarb pie, no berries, just rhubarb.