#65

in theory the farmers market is cheap but then you go there and all the delicious foods make you spend all your money and you find yourself standing in line at the atm so you can get just one more pupusa and a half pound of okra but on the way to the okra stand you end up listening to a trio of hippies sing really bad harmonies and if youre not careful youll end up spending five bucks to buy their cassette tape that you will never listen to but who cares because the farmers market is all about supporting local businesses and local artists so you dont have to buy bell peppers shipped all the way from china and you dont have to worry about how your tangerines from new zealand look so fuckin fresh even after theyve been shipped ten thousand miles cuz instead you got some delicious okra you can cook up the same day it was picked and smell that okra frying in the pan and savor the slimy okra texture and the only thing that sucks is that the okra is always gone too quick and you wind up regretting that you didnt get a whole pound instead of a half and you find yourself naked on the kitchen floor covered in grease and crying cuz you aint got no more okra