There is no store more sustainable than a local market and the products are always fresh. Not to mention the importance of negotiation, the most fun part of the game. Alone, with its effervescence, its colors and the humanity that populates it, it manages to give life, real life, to a place you’re visiting, to a city as to a village.
When I was a child, Thursday morning had become a tradition to go with my grandmother to the market. I still remember the joy that accompanied me on the street. And the smell, oh! How I miss that smell! The freshly baked croquettes, the stuffed sandwiches and the cheese, how I love cheese. The fruit counter was always the last one visited and every time I managed to get a bunch of grapes: what a delight those grapes were!