Sunday Market...
There's this sunday street market ritual that started a few weeks back at a parking lot along our street that we never really thought would last, but somehow did. In fact, they keep adding more and more stalls in there. (I think this time Bollywood/Indian cuisine was a new addition.) Helen loves going there to do her vegetable groceries. Fresher, she says and I agree. I like the cooked food. (Market food is yummy.) We went down and had some brunch with Helen's dad, Ate Pots and Czar (A friend of Ate Pots.) Roast beef and pulled pork sandwiches and a little rain. (Nature's moisturizer!)