The Mysterious Hunt for Japanese Salad Dressing
I admit I was restless. It was a Sunday afternoon and it seemed everyone wanted to stay home, read the paper or a book, or binge watch TV. It was too cold to really be outside, but I had a bad case of cabin fever so I decided to take a ride. And for some reason all that morning I felt compelled to see about this marketplace in another town.
I’d received emails about it for months and passed it once when I took a wrong turn returning home, but really had no interest other than if someone was going there and I had nothing to do maybe I’d explore what it was about.
Today it was my mission for some random reason. So, wanting to take a ride I chose it as a first destination. Riding by the river was relaxing. Being away from people today was a gift. I just rode in silence, enjoying myself and now I had a destination. At first I passed it, not realizing exactly where or what it was- it seemed so small.
I finally parked my car and went inside. It was quaint enough with homemade desserts and shelves with herbal teas. Seemed like different vendors selling different foods in a quasi-European marketplace. As I wandered around, I thought I’d venture onto a natural food store about a half hour away and pick up some Japanese salad dressing someone I love was really wanting and never had time to buy it since the distance always seemed like an inconvenience. iToday, the sky was the limit. That spontaneously became my second destination after I left here.
I stepped into a second room filled with tables of food and stopped. There was the guy who sold the Japanese salad dressing standing behind a table. Now that dressing was only sold some days at the local farmer’s market if you were lucky to find him or at that natural food market I was planning to visit. It was touch and go as far as procuring this Japanese salad dressing. And there it was.
He was just as surprised to see me and quickly informed me that they were starting to close the market. I was just in time. I quickly bought a few bottles of dressing and he threw in some edamame spread before leaving. Thrilled with being so directly guided I drove away, and with more free time I headed to the river contemplate my next adventure.
Oh yes, I took a picture of this tree across the street from the market, just because it was starkly beautiful.