Yesterday, i had the day off work. A friend, whose sister does all the house shopping is currently away in nigeria. He had asked if i could please help him go to the farmer's market....it's not as bad as the market in Nigeria, but it does get kinda rowdy with people's body touching one another, i'm not clustrophobic, but i don't like being touched by strange bodies.

Anyway, i had refused at first but earlier during the week, my aunt and i had had a conversation about every woman knowing how to shop at the farmer's market if they were to save money. So i challenged myself and asked him to bring the money and that i would do it.

Maybe it was because i went during the week but it was not bad at all...at one store, the butcher must have known that i was new to this kinda thing, thank God he was african, most of the people there are asians or mexicans...So i had to get chicken, fish, cowleg, and oxtail.

So with the chicken, there are two types; not sure what they are called up till now but i know the nigerians call one Obasanjo chicken, those are the small ones, they taste really nice but they are small and take longer to cook. I believe they are the natural ones actually, as in un-processed... and the other one is the processed one. I didn't want to tell the guy Obasanjo chicken obviously, so i said "i don't want that chicken that is small, i want the big ones"...he laughed, but he took care of me for everything else too...God bless the guy...ended up buying everything with him....well except the fish...So i bought Tilapia from some Asians, and unfortunately they didn't even cut it. I did ask, but the guy said they didn't. Ended up doing all the work myself...

In all, kinda proud of myself, actually bought everything needed on his list, and had money left over...of-course which i kept not even enough for gas and labor...lol