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Little plastic bags of fresh spices and baskets of Caribbean fruits were piled onto plywood tables in downtown St. George’s Saturday morning. From the shelter of umbrella shaded stalls, Caribbean accents called out,”You want to see what I sell? Come here, I treat you right.”
The Saturday Market seems to be in every Grenada guidebook as something fun to do, so this Saturday we went along with our friends the Greers. As long as you don’t let the oh-so-friendly yet ever-so-pushy sales people get to you, the market is a lot of fun.
All the bags and bottles on those rickety plywood tables contain spices grown in Grenada. What you hold in your hand was born no more than 20 miles away. Picking up a bag or spices or opening a bottle of fresh vanilla and taking in the aroma can be an intoxicating experience.
Dave even met a friend who sold him a special bean. More on that later. …
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