Wanderlust has been building in me all summer, and so last weekend I took off for Padua. These two scenes are of the Piazza di Frutta, a market square in the historic center. At first I thought they were burning the trash from that day's market, but I finally realized that they were roasting chestnuts. I bought two euros' worth, in a white paper bag, and they were so delicious—warm and fragrant—out in the night air.
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Chestnuts in Italy--what could be nicer? Chestnuts from Giant Eagle just can't compare.
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