Chinese’s Grocery Store
This morning we wondered in to an older part of Chongqing for a little shopping. Lots of woodwork and silk to be had (especially if you were willing to bargain, though it is hard to quibble over thirty cents).
The star attractions? Ms. Ava Farmer of course.
Even the local find her adorable.
PLUNGERS
I received a number of questions about why I was buying 6 plungers.
It is not the local food. I can (and do) eat anything here. I have intestines of steel.
Last night Brad and I juggled for the whole group. We had no clubs, so plungers was the best we could do.
THE GREATEST SHOW ON EARTH
By far my favorite place to visit in China is the grocery store. It is absolute bedlam. Full of people and sighs and smells I have never seen before. I love just standing in the middle of the energy.
Two American favorites in their Chinese labels.
I have no idea what rapeseed oil is.
When you buy the frogs live, you know they are fresh. They also have eels and many fish live, which they will bucher for you on the spot. It is kinda like the combination of a Safeway and a Petsmart.
Squid anyone?
…or duck?
Again, no idea what these are, but they are beautiful.
Why haven’t American marketers figured this combo out yet?
These are not buffalo wings, they are chicken feet. Mmmmmm!