
On Hwy 4 heading East from Stockton, between Hwy 99 and Jack Tone Road, stands the Brown Egg stand, a typically 1950's Central Valley food outlet, prior to the advent of Farmers' Markets.

We like the Brown Egg place, because the proprietress goes to the barn, lifts the eggs from beneath the pullets, washes them (without candling, I noticed) and presents them to us. How fresh can you get?

There's also a bunch of in-season fruits and vegetables. If they're not from the owners' fields, then they're from the neighbors'.

Not a bed place to re-provision for a vacation, or for a weekend.
Good California living!
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