the places that you go: China town Food Market

My last final was Saturday. I'm a free woman now enjoying all the nothing that I have on my to-do list. I've been waking up whenever I like, downing 3-4 cups of coffee, and running out of the house to explore. That is, between work and planned things. I so needed this. Today I went to the Chinatown Market. The place smells like dirty porta-potty but that probably has something to do with the giant fish market on one side of the building. I don't like cooking-I actually kind of hate cooking- but looking at all of the foreign foods/spices/noodles makes me wish I could whip myself up an asian dinner without burning anything or drying anything out.
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