Fruit grown a mile from the people eating it
Finlay's Place sits on the A22 at Killinchy, a couple of fields back from Strangford Lough, and the pitch is refreshingly narrow: good, nutritious fruit and vegetables with as few miles on them as possible. Strawberries, raspberries, new potatoes, whatever the season is doing. Grown here, sold here.
The pick-your-own grew out of that and became the thing the place is known for locally. Rows under polytunnels, plants trained up so the fruit hangs at hand height, and families working along them filling punnets. It is one of the few outings where the activity and the shopping are the same act, and where a child ends the morning genuinely proud of a box of strawberries.
There is more in there than the strawberries, too — redcurrants, blackcurrants and gooseberries, which most children have never seen on a bush and which turn out to be extremely satisfying to pick. And a ladybird on a leaf will hold a four-year-old longer than any of it.
Book your slot, go on a warm Tuesday morning, and eat a few before they reach the till. Everybody does. Then take the shore road home the long way.