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My little Scottish grandmother looked at me through the lenses of her silver-rimmed glasses. ‘You do what?’ Her voice was shrill. We were talking about hunting wild mushrooms. Obviously, she did not approve. Trawling the shops on New Hope’s main street some time later, we ended up in a slick store that sold cheeses […] Our waiter was clearly worried. He guided us to a table with a view out onto the Campo, jabbed menus into our hands and headed back to confer with the indoor waiter. Standing nervously at the arched doorway, he leveled a severe look on a group of Italian tourists drinking from paper cups at one […] My petite Scottish grandmother looked at me critically through the lenses of her silver-rimmed glasses. ‘You do what?’ Her voice was shrill. We were talking about hunting wild mushrooms. Trawling the shops on New Hope’s main street some time later, we ended up in a slick store that sold cheeses and specialty foods. I […] |
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