I always like strolling down the produce aisles. Bright colors of reds, oranges, greens on both sides. Bags of [hopefully] farm fresh goods for easy pickings. At Whole Foods on South St [and I presume elsewhere] they have an endcap with a stack of funky produce.
Last night, stacks of plantaines, persimons, star fruits, coconuts, jicamas and papayas were present.
Shooting under oddly flickering flourescent lights is always a pain.