Each week we go to the open air market here in Nakuru and purchase veggies, fruit, and a few other staples. Think of ladies sitting on the ground with piles of tomatoes, carrots, potatoes, and everything else in front of them. That is the market. Loud, muddy during the rainy season, dusty in the dry and the best place to buy fruits and vegetables.
If you need to feed 14 kids then you must buy from the market or directly from the farmers. Otherwise you spend even more money.
Leah, who helps with cooking, goes to the market usually on Tuesday mornings. She walks around and buys the best food she can, and then piles it all into a tuktuk. Those are three wheeled contraptions, motorized rickshaws. Vibration machines, as I like to think of them.
They vibrate their way up the hill to our house and Leah then washes all the veggies and fruits.
The fruit usually last only a few hours as the bottomless pits, also known as kids, devour them. The rest will last most of the week.
We spend approximately 46 U.S. dollars a week at the market. Sometimes more, depending on the season and how hungry we are, sometimes less, like when we don’t have the 4,000 KES to send Leah to the market.
Great thing about Kenyan fruits and veggies is that they are organic, or at least mostly organic, and they taste great.