One of the great joys of living where I do is the proximity of a Farmer’s Market.
In Okinawa the availability of fruit and vegetables is seasonable. You eat what is coming out of the ground or off the bushes and trees, right now.
Added to this is a strong ‘eat local’ theme. The Farmer’s Markets sell local produce. Each bag has a label that details where the vegetable was grown and when it was harvested.
I love it and get most of my food here. This is what is on offer in October.
It also stocks local meat and fantastic fresh fish. It is right beside the harbor.
It is a wonderful place. I am so happy.
Arisa tells me that the market will close at the end of October. How can this be? Apparently there are fewer and fewer vegetable growers in Ginowan -urbanization- and the cost, in Covid times, of bringing in stuff from elsewhere is prohibitive.
On the happy side, I have to go to the bank to register my change of address. I have already done this but apparently they screwed up. The staff are very apologetic and, having filled in the necessary forms, with lots of help, they formally present me with a Mickey Mouse pen.
More happiness! Overnight a fish restaurant opens up across the road.
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