Hola hive world it's me again kers, and I want to share to you all a sweet moment with me and my grandma and the market. Please read my blog thank you.🤗
Every week, I looked forward to going to the market with my grandmother because it was always an adventure full of sights, sounds, and scents. The market welcomed us with open arms as soon as we emerged from her charming small home. An atmosphere of chaos and exhilaration was produced by the throngs of people, the sellers yelling their wares, and the smells of freshly baked bread and luscious fruits mixing in the air.
My grandmother led the way through the maze of stalls, her woven basket swinging gracefully from her arm, her aged hands and smile in her eye. As we moved through the crowds of people, she appeared to know everyone, striking up conversations and sharing the newest rumors.
Every time, we started at the fruit and vegetable area, where bright food called from well-organized displays in rows. Grandma would go over each item very carefully, her deft fingers picking out the ripest oranges, the crispiest lettuce, and the ripest tomatoes. She gave me advice on how to select the best fruits and veggies, sharing her knowledge with each choice.
We would next proceed to the butcher's stall, where the sounds of sharp knives slicing through thick chunks blended with the smells of freshly cut meat. With a gleam in her eye, Grandma would engage in conversation with the butcher, going over the newest cuts and negotiating pricing. I was amazed at how confidently she bargained, consistently reaching an agreement that satisfied both sides.
We would make cordial exchanges with the vendors at each stall as we made our way through the market, stopping to pick essential necessities like rice, flour, and spices. Warm and respectful greetings were given by all, as if Grandma knew each person by name.
The street food section, where sellers sold anything from yummy puto to streaming hot sikwati, was one of my favorite aspects of our market excursions. My favorite delicacies would be given to me by Grandma to satisfy my hunger while we sat on a nearby seat and relished our spontaneous picnic in the middle of the market's bustle.
Before leaving for home, we would make our last rounds, grabbing any last-minute purchases as the sun started to drop and the crowds started to dwindle. Even though Grandma's basket was overflowing with our purchases, she didn't appear any heavier than she had been when we first started our trip.
I couldn't help but be thankful for our time together as we walked home together, my grandma's arm around mine and her basket swinging softly by her side. I took comfort in her company, in her wisdom, and in her unfailing love, among the craziness of the market. Making lifelong memories was more important to me than simply getting groceries when I went to the market with my grandma.
Thank you for reading my blog hive friends!! 😊. I hope that I have spread a positive vibes to you all. Make sure you spent more time with your grandma 💖. May God bless you all and keep safe always, and stay hydrated .💕
Nice of you @itsmekers that you have your grandma and can have this kind of moment with her. Me, I grew up away from my grandparents of both sides and never experienced what you had shared. Treasure the time.
That's true, it's nice to spend time with your grandparents. 🤗
I missed my grandma.You are so lucky Ma'am @itsmekers that you still have your grandmother.I also observed that the vegetables in bagsakan are fresh.
I do really love my grandma, because I'm a lola's girl. That's true all veggies and fruits in bagsakan are fresh. It's very fun seeing people's buying there. 🤗
It was nice seeing you @itsmekers and your grandmother had a quality time together. I wish I could spend time with my grandmother too but i cannot because she in the province.
Thank you, yeah it's very nice to spend time with her. Thank you for reading my blog🤗
You're so lucky for having to experienced good time with your grandma @itsmekers. I also have grandma on my father's side however we don't actually spend time like these. How I wish...
Thank you, is your grandma live far away?
In the province @itsmekers
Oh, my other grandma is in the province to. And I also miss her that's why every weekend we visit her. Do you visit your grandma?
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I like the market view with the great socials
Yeah, it's very nice there you can see the sunrise 🌄🤗
So nice having such kind of moments with your grandma, I used to go to the markets with my grandma's too in the past ❤️ magic moments
Wow what a nice thing to hear, thank you for reading my blog🤗
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Quality time with your grandma must be cherished. I had no chance of having this kind of bonding with my grandma back then. She was so strict, and I did not like her. hahaha
That's true I will cherish every moment while I can. Thank you for reading my blog. God bless🤗