Numsies

Mercedes and I ventured to the Public Market to get the goods. During the occasional times I've been there, I have always managed to time warp back to my childhood in the Philippines when my nanny would hold my hand as we passed through the smelly crates full of gaping fish, fly-attracted meat slabs, and neatly ranked veggies on display cases that towered over me. I've always loved going to the wet market with either my nanny or my mom...and well, things just never get old.

The pepper's name is Gigantus. See him and his brother }here{.

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