The kitchen’s like a friggin’ car!
The Farmer’s Market began for the year today! Yay! It was rather tiny-looking today, because it was so, so hot so all the stalls were hiding in the shade. We parked just over the hill, in the playground parking lot, to maintain our ‘crazy people that always walk here’ reputation. Assuming we have one, that would be it. We didn’t explore it much, just grabbed some zucchini and 2 peaches and got out of there.
Pretty tasty peaches they were. And this is coming from someone who does not enjoy orange fruit.
This apartment is very… odd. There is no door seperating the kitchen from the lounge room, yet there is a clear temperature/humidity barrier. Stepping into the kitchen is like getting into a car that has been sitting in the sun all day. Jake thinks it is like air-pudding. I think his description is too cute to convey the grossness.
…Mealworms.
I don’t think anyone wanted to be at the farmers’ market. I’m glad you decided to drive.
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yeah, it’s like air-pudding in our kitchen too.
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wait, youuuuu don’t like orange fruits? who doesn’t like peaches!? air pudding feels gross on mah flesh. blegh
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ryn: I do too it does seem to go on forever 😀 ryn2: Yeah it was hot here too.
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Ahahha! Air pudding! Ahaha! ~jo
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