potatoes from heaven

So forget photos, I just remembered something better.
Today as I was strolling up to work, hoping that there was food left for me, I looked down and saw a potato. Just sitting in the middle of the sidewalk. Not really sure what to make of a lone potato sitting in the middle of the sidewalk, I continued on my way, watching out for more orphan produce. And sure enough, a few steps further on, I found another one. Wanting to make sure I wasn't about to be featured on some sort of Israeli hidden camera show, I looked around to try and find the source of the alien spuds.
Up ahead of me I noticed a woman walking quickly up the street pulling a small shopping basket behind her. Dragging behind the basket was a bag of potatoes, and in the bag of potatoes was a large hole, thorough which many potatoes were escaping. I grabbed the potato off the sidewalk in front of me and ran after the woman, snatching up the fleeing vegetables as I went. By the time I caught up with her I had four potatoes, an onion and, strangely, a bag of frozen chicken. She had stopped in front of an apartment building and had just noticed the gaping hole in her shopping bag when I walked up, her dinner in hand.
I imagined that I would be welcomed as a hero, dashing grocery rescuer that I was. But she seeming quite flustered, looking only at the food that I held in my hands. I could see now that she was carrying a baby in a sling over her shoulder and while the child smiled warmly at me, she merely thanked me twice ("toda....toda raba.") as I dropped the food into her basket before she turned and disappeared inside, never lifting her eyes from the groceries.
Was rather odd really.