05/30/2026
Retired Ricky woke up early today. Now, anyone who knows Ricky knows that if he's up before sunrise, it's usually because a fish made poor life choices.
But not today.
Instead of heading to the lake, Ricky marched down to the Paterson Farmers Market to see what was fresh. That's when he spotted him—the legendary sourdough bread guy.
Lo and behold, there he was, standing behind a table piled high with fresh-baked loaves. The smell was so good that Ricky forgot all about fishing. In fact, a trout could've jumped into his boat and handed him a winning lottery ticket, and Ricky still would've been staring at that bread.
With the urgency of a man witnessing a once-in-a-lifetime event, Ricky started waving his arms and shouting, "Hurry up and get down here before it's all gone! These loaves are disappearing fast!"
The scent of fresh sourdough drifted through the market like a tractor beam, pulling people in from three parking lots away. By the time Ricky got his loaf, he was hugging it like a newborn grandchild and guarding it from seagulls, squirrels, and anyone who looked even remotely hungry.
Fishing can wait. Today, Ricky caught the biggest thing in Paterson—a fresh loaf of sourdough.
