COMMENT | There is always this tendency to make a pit stop at my regular pork seller’s stall at the wet market at my regular sojourns. If not for picking up meat, I enjoy his witty take on the country's affairs.

But yesterday, the spare ribs were too good to resist. I just felt like picking them up and throwing them in the freezer to be marinated and grilled later when time permitted.

The change for RM100 came in three 20s, a 10, and a few one-ringgit notes which I slipped into my pocket.

Then it was to pick up the much-needed vegetables for which I paid with two RM20 notes and the remaining ringgit notes. Thereafter to the stall selling freshly squeezed santan (coconut milk) for which I paid using the remaining RM10 note.

Having put my purchases in the car, I adjourned to the nearby warung (food stall) for my favourite fix of...