A new papaya source!

Our hard, messy labor finally paid off! We used to bring 4 - 5 5-gallon buckets to the market and ask the vendors individually if they had any culls for our chickens (fruit that they would otherwise throw away). Then our favorite vendor suggested we put a big garbage can in a spot by their stall and they would put all their culls in it and we could pick it up whenever we wanted. So we chained two big garbage cans to a pole, and picked up fruit twice a week. The up side: we got lots of fruit. The down side: people put other things in our buckets, also. Like avocados, citrus, and onions (that chickens don't eat) and garbage (that no one eats). AND it sits for a few days, getting very, ah, ripe. So when we picked it up, we had to sort it. Pile 1: edible chicken food, Pile 2: edible pig food to go in the pig farmer's bin, Pile 3: garbage to go in the garbage bin, and Pile 4: recycle bottles and cans to go in the recycle bin. Then we cleaned out our cans and picked up the area. Dirty, nasty business. But it had to be done, and we persevered. Sometimes, in the late afternoons, we'd run into "Uncle Rudy," who had a big truck, full of papaya, and he'd say, "You want these?" They were always greener, solid papayas, so we'd say, "Yes, please!"and make room in the truck. Last week, we were picking up our mushy papaya, and Uncle Billy asked us to take our cans home and wash them. Okay, time for a clean up. Uncle Rudy was there also, and he said, "Here, fill 'em up with papaya!" Then he suggested we just come at 4 in the afternoon and get our papaya from him and don't bother with the cans. Yes! The papaya is fresher, the job is cleaner, and Rudy gets a good deal on our meat chicken. We all win! The papaya looked so good, I just ate a half! Life keeps getting better. I love Hawai'i!