I should be writing. Instead…the farmer’s market.

I should be writing. Farmers Market 2

I know what you’re thinking…that *is* a lot of arrows. 
And I now know what you’re thinking, and yes, I can still fit through a standard doorway.

A few answers:

  1. No, we don’t eat that all at once.
  2. Yes, I did beg the Salvadoran ladies to move in with us and cook.
  3. No, I didn’t offer them the deed to our house.
  4. Yes, I would have compromised and let them deliver their food daily.
  5. Yes, it takes us multiple seatings through the week to finish all this.
  6. Yes, we do have regular health checkups.
  7. No, I generally don’t feel like editing or revising my work after enjoying these treats.