The market is for shopping.
I go with a notebook and a camera. Sometimes a shopping list. I never know what's going to eventuate, what I'm going to see or buy, who'll be shouting, whether someone will be taking to another with a poison word or a broomstick. It can be an adventure so I like to be prepared.
Last weekend I spotted what looked like alien anorexic white legs, out of which sprouted green leafery and fine pink knee roots, swinging over the edge of my vendor's veg display. Immediately, I start prodding, shooting, asking dumb questions. Known as rau rut and apparently used in lau (hot pots), I started digging about online when I got home.
That's when things started to get technical in a sexified kind of way. Botannical terms can be misconstrued if one has a puerile sense of humour. I read about spongy-fibrous swollen internodes and solitary spikes, parts of the plant were described as hairless, erect, sterile and bisexual.
And funnily enough, I'd still quite like to know what can be done with this vegetable ... in the kitchen!