Saturday, January 26, 2013

Hitting The Market

My mom going through the stall.

  A few days ago, my mom dragged me to the local palengke in the province. Sometimes I think it's her way of trying to turn me into some sort of domestic goddess and have me excited about kitchen work. So far it hasn't worked and I'd rather much read books under my bed.

  However, I do appreciate the fact that our local market is brimming with fresh produce. For some reason I find it comforting. Or maybe coz I'm such a foodie.



After all, only in the province do I get to constantly eat like a king (yes, I eat more than a queen).

Look at all ze meat.
Tools of ze trade.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Spam and hate comments will not be tolerated.