“The price of oil dipped today. And gold is up.”
Margaret was scanning the financial markets, keeping her finger on the pulse of commerce.
When the veggie truck rolled into the RV park here in Mexico on its daily rounds, I surveyed the veggies on display. There was one enormous cauliflower near the middle of the collection of vegetables. I sidled up to the vendor.
“Pss-s-s-t. How much for the cauliflower?”
“24 pesos.” *
“I’ll take it.”
I snuck off with my prize. I’m going to have a double portion of cauliflower tonight.
* about $1.95 Canadian