Local market
Oh, I love my local market—it’s this lively little place just a few blocks from my apartment. Every Saturday morning, rain or shine, I grab my tote bags and head over. The moment I walk in, the smell of fresh bread i really like
First stop? The fruit stall where i usually grab some mangoes, maybe a few apples, and—if I’m feeling fancy—a big, juicy pineapple. Next, I swing by the bakery. I get some fresh bread and I also grab a couple of croissants because, well, why not?
Oh, and I have to visit the spice vendor. His little shop is like a treasure chest—colorful jars everywhere, and the aroma is insane! Last time, he convinced me to try this new chili powder, and wow, it’s spicy… but in the best way.
I buy some vegetables like potato, carrots, onions and some more.
Honestly, it’s not just about shopping—it’s the great way to connect neighbours.