The Ribera market
This market is standing since 1810.
My memories are of accompanying love (mother) to buy.
Since then it has changed a lot.
Since in the floods of 1983 she was very damaged.
Forcing us to renew and modernize it.

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They were dark years, but with much companionship and support for each other.
Today is our benchmark for fresh produce.

I love to photograph them.
A good fresh green and green lettuce.
She is waiting for someone to fall in love with her and take her home.
If it seems to smile.

We also have these purple onions.
They are like that because they have more flavor and are special for cooking.
But by their appearance they could be in the vase of the entrance of our house.
With the color so striking.

When I get home after the market, or when I'm in the hustle and bustle of making food.
The things of the market speak to me.
Txatxy Txatxy take me a picture.
Immortalize my second beauty.
I can't resist and I look at the pumpkin and I think it's beautiful.

I love my heart.
Full of small sweaty fibers.
With your pipes so appreciated.
I put the goal as far as I can and it is no longer a pumpkin, it is something else.

What to say about the green of a leaf of Berza and the red of a dried chilli.
They combine perfectly.
The cabbage leaf with its characteristic texture of mounds and paths.
The chili pepper that was first green and then red, which when dried became almost garnet, twisted from birth.

I leave a picture of a pink cauliflower.
I had never seen them.
They are almost like a bride's bouquet.

Well folks this is my market this Friday holiday.
On Tuesday I start normal life.
Celebrate it with me taking a
Martini and some delicious rabas.
Being happy is the most important thing in this life.
Health.

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