Sunday Mornings

I love going to the market on weekends. It is my mother's influence. I've always admired how methodological she was in creating her grocery list (and checking it twice) and shopping for the week's food. As a child my job was to help pick potatoes and onions, since I was pretty hopeless at being able to pick out fresh fish. Even after I moved out of my parents' house I continued to go to the same market in KL. It was nice to bump into her in the market on Saturday mornings. Some of the sellers have seen me grow up over the years.  I enjoy looking at the fresh vegetables and fruit on sale, and talking to the people who sell the produce. This morning there was a community event at the Bukit Timah Market in preparation for Chinese New Year. It was a visual feast.