Weird, Wonderful Austin (With a Dash of Texas Bravado for Good Measure)

A handsome, dreadlocked young man sitting behind a table of organic tomatoes appears to be to sculpting one of the ruby-red fruits with his paring knife as if performing origami.  He is shielded from the sun by a tent next to a vendor hawking olive oil with the sounds of Amy Winehouse drifting from a portable stereo.  Overhearing one of the customers of this particular farmer’s market, he looks wide-eyed and exclaims, “Wow man, I didn’t know Winehouse died.”