"For over 100 years, this street market (80 stalls, 60 local shops) has reflected the culturally diverse community that surrounds it. It's a magnet for food buffs with a huge range of fruit and veg from all over Africa, Asia and the West Indies, with everything from carrots and cabbages to okra, methi and green bananas. There are stalls selling wet and dried (salt cod) fish, sari fabrics and silks, African fabrics, trimmings, CDs, undies, wigs, Indian rugs, jewellery, hair products (wigs, combs, ornaments), toys, sunglasses and plenty more besides..."
"The crowds were thickest outside Queen's Market, a cacophony of stalls close to the station.
......Mir was waiting, but a closer look at this market was irresistible. I strolled with my helmet through the stalls, inhaling Central Asia again, feeling like an alien in the city of my birth. Women in saris swarmed around the vegetable stands, bargaining with the stall-holders, sifting through the foodstuffs with practised brown fingers. Among the recognisable goods were species of vegetation that were new to me - mooli and tindora, papadi and cho-cho, patra and parval, long dhudi, posso, china karella. There were over a dozen types of flour with names like dhokra and dhosa mix, mathia and oudhwa, mogo, rajagro, singoda. There were packets of moth beans and gunga peas, sliced betelnut and sago seeds. There was a mouth freshener called mukhwas manpasand, and something called red chowrie, that was not to be confused with brown chorie, which according to the label was also known as pink cow peas."
Quoted from 'Kandahar Cockney' by James Ferguson (Harper Collins, 2004)