Travel around the world means stopping at many food markets. In a small sign that I might be jaded from too many journeys, these days I’m a little skeptical about if going to them is worth the time. I mean how many different things can people be selling from place to place? Luckily I power through my bad attitude and go anyway, because markets always offer fun new things to look at and eat!
What was new to me here, you might ask? Huge chunks of animal fat for flavoring. Horse meat or also actually noticing all the different shades of different meats. Seeing inside the of casing of thick sausages.
Bread bowls. Bread ovens. Kimchi and other Korean standards. (Stalin moved the Koreans living in the USSR down to the Stans to muffle discent. They have been flourishing in Uzbekistan since.) Delicious tiny bit sized oranges (Sorry. No picture. Ate them too quickly.)
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