Fall Pubs

klhester

This morning, there were figs at the frutería, with a dusky purplish bloom to them like grapes, exotic and twice the size I might have gotten back home, where they would have been air shipped to my grocery store in Atlanta from California. 

I’ve always loved the magazine The Common for its mission of “deepen(ing) our individual and collective sense of place.” So pleased my dispatch (“Plenty”), about shopping at my hyperlocal frutería here in Madrid, has just gone live on/at their website.

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