Nice article...captures the essence.

However, one "sour" note.

Leaving the shop not many years ago (when you could still make a left turn onto SOB Trail), my wife spied some oranges on one of the few remaining trees by the road and encouraged me to stop and pick one for her. I obeyed as usual in such situations, got back in the car with an orange, cut it for her and started to drive away when she let out a howl. It was one of what I later learned is called a bitter orange, apparently not meant for eating--as she learned that day.

This has been the only "sour" experience I know of anyone having at RMK!

Larry