At the local market in the village

I bought some Okura.
When I tried to carry that Okura without any bag, a local woman, who was not the lady I bought the Okura from(!), approached me with very old plastic bag with some small holes and gave it to me. So touchy moment.

I think she used the bag for long time for several uses but decided to give it to me. So kind of her.


I cooked that Okura into Japanese style and enjoyed it! ;-)