On Tuesday of this past week I drove way west of my usual comfort zone to go to Tuesday Mornings. Alas it was closed for inventory but what to my wandering eyes should appear but a great big Oriental market whose existence was unknown to me. I had a lovely little shopping experience. Need kitchen utensils, anyone?
Perhaps a few tasty condiments.
And a pocky selection the likes of which I have never seen. Asiana Market, you will be seeing me again.