Time is the problem.
The only market worth going to around here is not near my work, and not near the gym - in fact, it's on the other side of a fairly major hill. To get there by bus is an hour and a half round trip - it's actually faster by bicycle.
This is the problem with living in "suburbia"* and trying to bicycle everywhere. There is exactly one grocery store on this side of the hill, in the same complex as the gym I go to. Saying that their produce sucks would be too kind - I got plums from them once that would have made better slingshot ammunition than food, and tried to sun them to soften them up. After four days, they went moldy, but were still like rocks.
* Suburbia for relative values of suburbia - West Seattle isn't exactly suburbia.
Hurt me if you must, but let the duckie go!
