To market, to market
Today I walked the plank into the fishmonger’s for the first time. Once inside I was shown the freezer where the “fresh” fish kept. Next to the fish and on ice was a cow’s head. I asked how much for the cow’s head. He wasn’t sure as he was just storing it for a friend. #tia
…but that don’t bother me.” That’s the position of the star-crossed lover in My Fair Lady, but is that real life? Yesterday we ventured into the central market to do some shopping for basic necessities. Remember, one-stop shopping doesn’t exist so much here. Rather you go around the market, stall to stall, boutique to boutique […]
Storing basil. I’m loving cooking with all this fresh produce from the market.