The Pinckney woman surveying Smith's produce stand on the corner of Packard and Stadium just asked if he had any greens. They trade a few happy memories of the collard greens, crowder peas, and okra that Ann Arborites won't eat. Smith's sign at the Circle K gas station is hard to miss. Readable from all five lanes of Stadium, it always lists just three items in big block letters: SWEET CORN, HONEY ROCKS, TOMATOES. In early August, though, his wheeled cart also carried cukes, eggplant, zucchini, green tomatoes, sweet potatoes, and new potatoes. A few days later, as if spurred to take on a challenge, he was selling fresh crowder peas and okra, too. Smith, a retired Ann Arbor firefighter (1973-1998)..."/>
"Ann Arbor eats corn and tomatoes," says Hollis Smith, an amused smile playing on his face. "Greens don't sell too much over here. They sell in Ypsi." Was that a wink? Is Smith perhaps suggesting that Ann Arbor's vaunted appetite for diversity doesn't extend to summer vegetables?