Thursday Postcard Hunt - Markets and/or Cafes

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This week's Thursday Postcard Hunt continues October's Food and Drink theme with Markets and/or Cafes.  

Outdoor Fish Market at Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco, postmarked in 1947. 

Another view of the Outdoor Fish Market, Fisherman's Wharf, San Francisco, this one postmarked in 1948.

Floating market in the Me Kong Delta River in Vietnam.


Next week begins a new theme:  Urban

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  1. The Fisherman's wharf scenes would be perfect for a 'caption this' competition, there is so much going on.

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    1. In the '60s and later, when I was growing up it was still buzzing.

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  2. mmm, fresh crab! these floating markets are probably very efficient.

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    1. I like crab, but I want it cleaned before I get it! My son went crabbing and I told him don't bring one home unless it was cleaned.

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  3. Surprisingly Fisherman's Wharf hasn't changed that much. They still have the outdoor seafood market where you can view live crabs. Wonderful postcards!

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    1. Yes, I haven't been recently, but my father worked in SF. and we lived in a suburb, so we went to Fisherman's Wharf a lot. Not necessarily to eat, but just look around. I remember the smells and the steam!

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  4. The first two looked so much alike I had to pause to really look. They're not, of course, but they have the same feel.

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    1. They do. The postcards are a good two decades before I was old enough to remember being there, but it looked the same in the '60s. Later too. The only difference was the parking and a lot of tourists!

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  5. Why is people so elegantly dressed to buy fish?
    I love these pictures. No more outdoor fish markets around here.

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    1. Because this is in San Francisco, and they used to always dress up! It wasn't tourists for a few decades. My father always wore a suit to work, even though his office was just him and his secretary. He wore a hat too! It was the big city. In fact, that is what it was called, The City. I mean, it would be, "I work in The CIty," or "I'm doing my shopping in The City." My parents, even in the '60s would go there to eat (we lived in a suburb) and were dressed to the nines, as they say.

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