I guess it's a sign of the times, but the latest event to grace our cultural landscape is the grocery auction. I'm used to speeding through the aisles at the supermercado and this would be a change of pace for me. To sit in a chair and bid on pickels, bread, tomatoes, garbanzo beans.
"Rupiheliodeboboooladieorupdihidebob two dollars for a pint of tomatoes. Do I hear two and a quarter...Going once...going twice. Sold to the sweet lady in the front row."
Paper or plastic?
Editor's note: I have a new entry in the balcony tomatoes blog. The things one can do on one's furlough.