A Triad of Tricolons

I am a sucker for a tricolon and even more so for a tricolon describing food. The description of the offerings on a market day:

On good days—and most days are good—the Provençal sun transforms ripe peppers to fire, honey to melted gold, and olives into baroque jewels. Eggplants, tomatoes, and cherries glisten, melons send messages to your nose, and everything asks to be tasted.
from "Introduction" by Dixon Long to Markets of Provence

A tricolon in the first sentence then finds its rhetorical reiteration in the three sections of the next sentence — and within one of those sections, a listing of three.

And so for day 2309