It's not California, but for South Florida, it ain't half-bad. Actually, the West Palm Beach Green Market, which in May completed its 16th season of bringing its farm to your table, is pretty goddamned good. As local palates evolved and eating fresh, local, and seasonal became more than just a cliché, the market evolved too. Though purveyors of quality artisanal foods are still outnumbered by restaurantish booths dishing everything from delicate French pastry to groaning breakfast burritos, there's plenty of fresh, flavorful "product" to satisfy any hungry locavore. Among the highlights: the just-picked produce from Loxahatchee's estimable Swank Farms, Walter Ross' three varieties of tasty heirloom tomatoes, sumptuously fresh eggs laid by happy chickens on Robert and Paula Farriss' Palm Beach Gardens ranch, and the amazing array of organic teas and spices from West Palm's own Maria and John Vitale. Also unlike California: no earthquakes.

In Gateway Plaza, a mermaid riding a lobster catches your eye, beckoning you to come closer and explore what's behind the doors at Jezebel. Upon entering, an overwhelming feeling of joy will hit you: You've just met the best friend you've been searching for all your life. Jezebel is the one who's always there for you in all the toughest of situations, promising to never let you down. Or leave you empty-handed. Going through a tough breakup? Leave the tears at home and venture over to the shop for a little retail therapy. The ever-growing stock of locally handcrafted jewelry, collection of vintage dresses, and heavenly perfume scents will make you forget a cheating lover in a heartbeat. Forgot your sister's birthday? Hand her one of the adorably delightful cards and she'll forgive you. Moving in with a new boyfriend and worried about the bathroom situation? Worry no more; Jezebel's wide selection of delectable candles will come to the rescue. After 25 years of loyalty, maybe it's time you handed over half of that best-friend charm to Jezebel.

Consignment shops often remind people of Miss Haversham, a musky room filled with moth-chewed clothing, and dusty antiques provoking sneeze attacks. However, hidden in Pompano Beach is Déjà Vu Consignment, a delightful little shop that puts all those negative stereotypes to rest. For more than 25 years, Déjà Vu Consignment has supplied local fashion connoisseurs with eclectic styling options. Racks of well-kept dresses from yesteryear line the walls, various pairs of colorful kitten heels are sprinkled throughout, and once in a while, a quilted Chanel purse will pop up. From 1950s Bakelite jewelry to a four-headed mink stole, there's no shortage of treasures waiting to be discovered, and owner Rose Wilson is always eager to help you hunt. And if you're lucky, she'll even partake in a little bit of bargaining fun.

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Purchasing music at Radio-Active Records still feels good. Unlike stores that would be just as happy to sell you a flat-screen television or a Twilight paperback, this spot is where everyone — buyers and sellers alike — is all about the records. Stow a pile of choice discs behind the front counter until payday if you must, but it's likely that these rare jazz, psychedelic, or even bluegrass vinyl finds are gonna make it tough to leave empty-handed. Add the unmatched selection of new, mind-melting music in all genres and the blistering shows held on the sizable stage in the back and going home really isn't viable anymore, is it?

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To the Moon's dedicated-bordering-on-psycho proprietor, Antonio Dumas, not only curates the store's Eurotreats, candies, chocolates, and greeting cards but also its many shelves full of novelty knickknacks. Need a Rolling Stones coffee mug? A talking rubber nun for your dashboard? A beer bong with a detachable penis nozzle? All of these things have passed through Dumas' little store on Wilton Drive. If all those things don't appeal to you, check out the exotic chocolate bars; Dumas sells more than 80 varieties. Swing on by: The man could sell anything, and probably will.

Since 1985, Covenant House Florida has provided a safe haven for homeless and runaway youth, including teen parents and their babies. The Fort Lauderdale crisis center never closes the door, offering at-risk teens food, shelter, and, most recently, on-site educational services and substance-abuse programs. Covenant House then strives to help these kids transition back into the world, including finding them work. Unfortunately, in many situations, teens arrive at the center with little to no belongings, usually just what's on their backs. So you can imagine in this struggling economy how difficult it might be for someone to find a job without the proper attire. So next time you clean out your closet, stop by Covenant House Florida, a place where donations will go to good use.

The Japanese Market is a great one-stop shop for people adept at cooking Asian food — but it's an especially excellent find for the culinarily challenged among us. A sushi bar in the back serves affordable nigiri, sashimi, and rolls that are too tasty and beautiful for their styrofoam plates. Then again, it's a humble joint, and that's part of the draw — you eat seated on dingy wooden stools that match the raw wood countertops overlooking the parking lot of the Gateway Shopping Center. The salad roll is a perfect weekday dinner — lettuce, tomato, avocado, and carrot wrapped traditionally and served with ginger dressing. Order a few pieces of nigiri to round it out. The market also has the traditional fixins — noodles, sake, and snacks in all varieties — even Kikkoman instant miso soup, actually quite delicious.

The gourmet frozen yogurt craze spread from Los Angeles to New York like a bad rash throughout the past few years, but it almost completely skipped South Florida — until recently. Within the past year, the self-serve frozen yogurt trend has grown to cupcake proportions — and it's not as though our climate doesn't warrant the late-blooming craze. Cream, on Linton Boulevard in Delray Beach, added self-serve to its offerings, and Orange Leaf opened on Atlantic Avenue. Yogurtland popped up in Coral Springs, and Yogurt Ur Way became a Las Olas fixture in a matter of weeks. Perhaps the trend sprang from the recession (you pay only for what you intend to finish), or maybe it's a product of body-conscious culture (you add only as much topping as you want). But whatever cultural phenomenon made the trend viral, it's a welcome epidemic.

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