The smells of the Haymarket in downtown Boston on Saturday were phenomenal.
This isn’t a farmers market like we see in small towns and suburbs. Heck, these peddlars of produce aren’t farmers at all. I have no idea where these food products come from, but the atmosphere is more Baghdad bazaar, with negotiations for bell peppers occurring like it was a Bob Moore’s car lot run by people who don’t speak much English.
Regardless, try finding bell peppers for 20 cents a piece in your neighborhood grocery.
