When we were deciding to move, one consolation was a store in town that bills itself as a farm market. It also has a wall of spices, more kinds of rice than I could have imagined, cupcakes, garden sculptures for sale, and bins of vegetables I can’t yet identify. It’s enormous and I was in heaven the first time I went there.
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