Market Day

Every Saturday in Huánuco, the market came to ME.  Hundreds of mostly Quechua-speaking vendors traveled to the city, to the street I lived on, the Alameda, bringing their fresh (and sometimes organic) produce to sell.  Most of these fruits and vegetables I'd never seen before I moved to Perú.  A dozen or so of the 3,000 varieties of potatoes (including the fermented potato "delicacy", togosh).  The enormous sweet corn called choclo.  And my favorite flower, the calla lily--a handful of these cost about 17 cents here.  


I took pictures this time around, since I may never shop at the Alameda Saturday Market again.