A kind woman at the Jai Mahal Palace helped me get to this Jaipur gem on my last day in the pink city. If you wake up early enough & find your way to the old city, you will be graced by the smells & sights of the flower market in a place that hasn't fully awoken yet. This was the perfect way to bid adieu to a place that charms my soul.
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Almonds in the Raw; Cyprus
In the village, you sometimes have to work for your food. These almonds required multiple steps of undressing before they could be enjoyed, but my gosh was it worth it. I ended up with a handful of nuts & a bucket of remains. Yiayia told stories of how she used to sneak off to the almond trees with another little boy in the village. They would fill their aprons with nuts, then sit under the tree that was the farthest from the man watching over them. After peeling & eating as many as they could, they would dig holes & bury the remains so no one would suspect a thing. I'm still looking for an almond tree in New York.
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