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Poway was becoming my favorite market outside OB.  It was quick turnaround after getting home from La Mesa on Friday night, but as the morning sun came up through the trees on Midland Road & Kate started making a list of Cheezer orders for me to make, the day went by pretty fast.

We had a permanent spot there next to a great guy named Lloyd, who did Jamaican food.  We enjoyed talking to him about sports & trading our Cheezers for some of his delicious chicken, plantains, rice & oxtail.  He'd been a staple at Poway for years & he really liked what we were doing with our grilled cheeses.

"You put your foot into it," he told us one week with his great belly laugh, "That's how you know it's good."

We were breaking down one Saturday, when Lloyd asked if we had any plans.

"We're actually doing this art walk thing tonight in North Park, called Ray at Night," Kate told him.

"Oh?  How do you guys hear out about that?" he asked.

"One of the manager's last night at La Mesa told us about it," I said.

"La Mesa?  Who runs that market?" he asked.

"Brian does now.  He took it over in May," I said.

"Brian?  As in 'Bad Luck Brian?'  Wow, he's still doing it, huh?" Lloyd laughed.  "I call him that cause all of his markets end up closing down."

Kate & I couldn't help but laugh either.  We'd taken part in three of them that no longer existed.

"Well, good luck tonight," he said.

Instead of going back home before the 6-10pm art walk, Kate & I decided to go straight there after eating lunch at the Hamburger Factory right there at Old Poway Park.  And, as our friend, Layne, likes to say, "Any food place that calls itself a 'factory' is worth checking out."

It was a hot day, the AC inside felt nice & the burgers were pretty damn good.   Our little lunch date was an excellent way to break up the day.

We were both glad that the art walk wasn't "Ray During the Day."  Sales were bad enough after the hot sun went down & the homeless people started to come out.  It was another one & done event for Mad Munch.  

At least our friends, Nicole & Brandon stopped by for dinner or it would have been a complete waste of time.  And, at the end of the day, making & selling fifteen sandwiches was better than none at all.