I ventured out this morning to go shopping alone. About every 10 days or so we get hungry for something "American home cooked". Today I am making chicken soup.
Off to the grocery store I went.
Since I know the difference between the Japanese character for chicken from that of pork I was able to find pieces of chicken to make broth.
I did have to ask the person stocking produce if I had indeed chosen spinach (horenso). It could have been anything since there are a huge variety of green leaves from which to choose. And everything is seasonal. Not much flown in from Chile or Mexico here like in the states - some from China. Mostly local food or at least grown somewhere in Japan. I am very happy that it is strawberry season here. Yum.
On my way back to the house I saw a little white truck with many of my neighbor women crowded around. I peeked under the canopy flaps and discovered a grocery store on wheels. Everything from fish - mackerel, sardines, - to pickles and eggplant.
Perhaps next Monday morning David and I will shop from the little white truck.
