....so says Kept Man as I hold his beer on the metro as we head home because he's too embarrassed to hold an open container of booze on public transportation. It's his Puritan American side coming out. Did I mention that it's 12:30pm and he's tipsy?
We were returning from the Farmer's Market in Galerie Fenix at the metro stop Vysocanska. Some friends invited us to join them as they know we were interested in accessing local products. And Kept Man and Karel decided that 10am would be the best time to try the local beer being sold. The label on this particular beer 'was for men' and would probably 'not be allowed in the States'. Protestant sensibilities and all. I kept my hand over the label as we rode the metro home stealing a few sips here and there. While I didn't mind holding the open container the label was a little to likely to catch someone's attention.
All and all it was a fun morning. We managed to procure some fresh trout, bacon, sausages, smoked cheese, butter, pasta, wine and of course beer.
We were returning from the Farmer's Market in Galerie Fenix at the metro stop Vysocanska. Some friends invited us to join them as they know we were interested in accessing local products. And Kept Man and Karel decided that 10am would be the best time to try the local beer being sold. The label on this particular beer 'was for men' and would probably 'not be allowed in the States'. Protestant sensibilities and all. I kept my hand over the label as we rode the metro home stealing a few sips here and there. While I didn't mind holding the open container the label was a little to likely to catch someone's attention.
All and all it was a fun morning. We managed to procure some fresh trout, bacon, sausages, smoked cheese, butter, pasta, wine and of course beer.
Along the way Kept Man learned some dirty Czech words and phrases and we had some laughs. Not a bad way to start the weekend.
Hee hee! You ARE a degenerate. Not because of the beer. Because you managed to return from a farmers market with NO VEG.
ReplyDeleteMind you, I prefer sausage and cheese and beer myself.
Lest you forget, us people that live in places with REAL SEASONS aren't necessarily able to buy lovely fresh produce year-round!
ReplyDeleteAmen Kim, Amen. However, I'm seriously jealous of those in California and their one never ending season. le sigh. I miss the California sunshine.
ReplyDeleteit was gorgeous today. we ate indian food outside on christine and adam's deck in orinda.
ReplyDeletei'm going to a farmer's market tomorrow! we will see if i bring back any veggies. or just books (there's also a book sale). or if i kidnap one of katy's baby sheeps. baby sheeps!