Now we all know that James is the more frugal of this pair (except when it comes to percussion instruments and aquatic enclosure paraphernalia), but since we've moved here and everything from rent to gas to eating out is twice as expensive- I've jumped on the cheapo bandwagon a bit more. If I am ever going to get the chance to stay home with our yet-to-exist offspring, I've got to start living on half of our income. So when James suggested we check out the Chinatown district in downtown Oakland on Saturday morning a couple of weeks ago, I decided to give it a try. I know what you are envisioning: fish heads,knarly old-dead finger-looking ginseng roots and veggies from half-way across the world whose names are written in Chinese and whose purpose is uncertain.
Mostly, however, there are farm-to-table fruits and vegetables that
I was hesitant at first, but now I get an absolute high wandering through the shops, amidst a mass of bustling Asian folks, getting anything I want with only $20. Now, while I am perfectly happy shopping in the Whole Foods (known here fondly as "Whole Paycheck") buying my fig-stuffed salmon pancakes and chipotle dingleberry sauce, and while I adore walking through the organic farmer's market down by the Lake buying $8 organic, hydroponic, chilled-water-washed, heirloom tomatoes, nothing can hold a candle to the pure joy of having purchasing power when it comes to food! Check out our $10 and $20 bounties from the past two weeks!
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