We've never bought meat from here, but we will one day. It's right where you turn onto our unmarked, unnamed street. So we tell people to turn at the meat place. Everyone knows where it is, it's famous.
Fabric is one of the joys of Niger. Many West Africa countries, Cote d'Ivoire, Ghana and Nigeria import fabulous fabrics. Asian imports are popular too and are killing the local producers. This one is la vrais chose, made in Niger. Now to decide what to do with it.
If you look at the Wadabe singing a few posts down you'll see this is what they are wearing: gorgeous hand- woven cotton, which is dyed with indigo, then embroidered. You can buy pieces like this from a young man who works down the street from me, he'll walk up to your car with a few pieces over his arm, offering to sell them to you. There are no set prices for these kinds of things, baskets or jewelry--you always have to barter. The first price will be $100, but he'll eventually come down to $40. It's of exhausting, but sort of fun too. The line that works best for me, "Monsieur! J'habite ici!" I live here!