Last Saturday at 8 a.m., my friend Marjorie and I stood outside a church meeting room in Oro Valley. We were trying to decide where to go for breakfast after our weekly Weight Watchers meeting.

Yeah … not only do I get up early on Saturday … I go to a place where I willingly get on a scale. I try not to think about it too much or I just would not get out of bed at all.

Anyway, the lecture of the week was about cheap fast food versus cheap healthy food. There really is no such thing as cheap, healthy food.

I’m talking cheap — like three loaves of bread or five boxes of macaroni and cheese or ten packages of ramen for five bucks. I think the obesity rate is going to soar in the next five years because when America eats cheap; it’s usually not healthy. Ask anyone who orders regularly from the dollar menu.

It’s rare to find a value menu item at the nearby fast food place that has fresh grilled veggies or a fresh fruit bowl or a 12-grain anything for a buck.

The good, healthy, fresh-grown stuff does not come cheap or easy. So, getting back to breakfast on Saturday morning, I’m thinking cheap. Marjorie, however, is thinking Oro Valley farmers market.

It was an odd morning for June. The breeze was cool and the sun was shinning. I hadn’t been to a farmers market in awhile, so off we went to the Oro Valley Town Hall complex.

We wandered through the vendors. I stared at the pastries but bought a loaf of bread instead. One vendor was selling tomatoes from Wilcox. I bought three. A man and a woman were selling fresh veggies from their own garden. They sliced up an Armenian cucumber and let us sample it. I bought a cucumber and a yellow zucchini. A man was busy roasting and bagging fresh chilies. I bought a bag.

I was already planning how to use all the fresh stuff for dinner. But, first … breakfast. We split a meal at Village Inn. It wasn’t completely healthy but it was definitely cheap.