August 04, 2004
This vegetable truck parks on the corner across from Denzuin temple, creating a convenient market for the local ladies.
The owner chats up the aunties as though he were hoping to marry them all. But the first time I asked him a question, he answered in the rudest possible way and made me feel really stupid. I guess I’m not the marrying type. So I don’t go very often. Really, who wants to be insulted while buying lettuce?
But I like the idea of the portable vegetable market. There’s a fish truck man, too, who parks around the other corner. He’s much nicer and once gave me a free grilled-squid-on-a-stick. I’ll bet he thought I wouldn’t eat it. Ha! I fooled him, it was delicious.
Posted by kuri at August 04, 2004 12:24 PM
Portable market? It’s rignt. These days it is few, but have you ever heard the sound of ?? kind of small trumpet of TOUFU seller on the bike? It was a familier scene in the early morning for breakfat and in the evening for dinner. Of course to make misoshiru with toufu.
I used to be insulted by itinerant vegetable peddlers too when I lived in Japan. I was, however, the darling of a certain vegetable market in Numata, Gunma Prefecture. (You can buy gourmet honeys there and crocheted kappa keitai trinkets. You can’t miss this market. Beside the main drag, in the countryside.)
I own a home in Kuri’s neighbor and Tofu bender with trumpets are still an “up to date” business, around here. He is a dandy man with handsome hats but I usually don’t buy from him. His tofu is not the best in the area.
Living in the city center is very unconvenient when it come to the daily shopping. We are, as a matter of fact, living a life very similar to that of small villages in the mountan areas, the other place where portable markets are very popular.