Making it right. When good enough is no longer good enough.
Each Thursday morning before work, I take the Blue Line train one stop further than normal and stop at the Daley Center Farmer’s Market. For much of the market, the produce is the same that I see two days later at Green City, but on the South Side of the plaza are the vendors that do not frequent Green City. That is where I do most of my shopping.
In August, I was hustling my way from the market to work when I spotted a display of lovely chilis and picked them up. I have had ghost chilis before, but they cost a pretty penny, so when I saw a quart of chilis for a few bucks, I had assumed that they were randoms. After all, who puts a dozen ghost chilis in with a bunch of other chilis and sells them for a fraction of the guy next door? Continue reading