Market day

A cross between a cauliflower and broccoli, with spikes!

I don't know what these were but they were moving

They have Dr. Oetker stuff

My mum is a big believer in a wife who cooks. I'm a fan of cooking, but with Indonesian food, forget it. There is alot of preparation in Sumatran cooking that, to me, is sometimes just not worth the effort. My mother is the complete opposite. Saturday mornings are always reserved for market days where I am dragged all over town to get the freshest produce. And with Marcel coming later on tonight, a feast awaits. The only good thing about this part of my day is seeing all the weird stuff that they have on sale.