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| Apples from the Altes Land |
With my bad sore throat, I took things easy today. Just before noon, W. walked us over to the Wednesday market in the Winterhuder Marktplatz. This was such a treat, a real feast for the senses: bakery stands, meat stands, egg booths, cheese vendors, flower stalls, gorgeous fruit and fat, fat white and green asparagus. W.’s main objective was to buy asparagus, which he and K. will make tomorrow for us and for W.’s longtime friend V. and his wife also named V.
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