A thing that never occurred to me growing up was that someday, I’d be buying fruit underground and loving it. The thought most likely didn’t cross my mind because I didn’t live in a place with a subway system, but also because I didn’t eat many fruits or vegetables on principle as a child.
Now, I eat them with relish (not the condiment, but the sentiment) and sometimes, if I’m going to get home after the local shops have closed, I’ll pick up some fruit from the guys set up in the Metro on the way. The other day, I got the end-of-day price of 2€ for almost half a kilo of strawberries and they were really good. This batch wasn’t as good, but for another 2€, I got a whole bunch of berries and I was happy.