Re: Making a stink about a.....stink
There is a largish strawberry field just south-west of the little farming town of Sonoma, California. It's on the north-east corner of Arnold Drive and Watmaugh Road. Every year about this time, the fields get their fall feeding, so the fruit gets off to a good start in the spring. The prevailing winds off the Bay every afternoon drive the lovely scent of fermenting liquid steer shit directly into Sonoma Plaza, home of many high-end wine tasting establishments. Needless to say, the (mostly) city-folk tourists are often heard to exclaim "What IS that SMELL?" ... to which most of us locals take great delight in asking "Remember those strawberries you had for breakfast?" ...
