From your pyramids of produce, to the shelves of canned/bottled/packaged items of indeterminable but unbelievably delicious origins, to your viles of saffron that I can't yet afford, to your deli that accepts my orders for poorly pronounced food, to the butcher that understands that I don't believe in waste so he knows not to question when a white boy orders lamb testicles--thank you for that.
( you know I can get get everything from head to tail here? Amazing!)
Thank you, Baiz for the experience.
Every time I come in here, I am made better by the experience.
It is because of this market, My wife had a special dog collar made for me: if lost, Return to 3052-- Baiz Market Place
My wife will know to pick me up here.