Only a few minutes away from the town I live in, there's a village (I still see it as a village, even if they changed its status to a town) so there's a long road that goes through this "village," and in front of almost every house, next to the main road, people set up stalls with lots of veggies and fruits for sale, mainly pickled vegetables. They've been known throughout the entire country, even since communist times, for pickled cabbage and sauerkraut. Seeing all those plastic containers sitting all day long in the sun doesn't give me an appetite, no matter how good their pickles might be. In the past, they used only glass jars.
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