Broad Street Market
When I was a kid, my parents used to take me to Broad Street Market where they had the surplus lines where you could get the canned Spam, the cheese, the butter, rice, and all that stuff. And they still do that sometimes now. They leave stuff out or they give it to certain people that come in the market. They know that I’m always collecting stuff for my community food bank, so if they have leftovers someone will say “Can I put something in your car for you to take home that you can share?” So Broad Street Market means a lot to me.