Matt Feldman Photography
At an open-air market filled with amazing foods in incredible colours, the result of the farming I’ve been seeing during my two week visit.
Aiming south from 18 floors above Bloor St West, the buildings of Toronto’s financial district are still quite active after midnight.
Sir, please, come! It’s the best of the best! Please! Sir! Come and sit! Sir!” Having just finished a massive meal, I’m in no mood to eat. But I’m surrounded by tables piled high with tiers of fresh kabobs of spiced lamb and beef and fish and chicken.
Roadside meat for sale, between the city and Lilongwe International Airport. I didn’t stop, but wished I could have.
June 24th had slipped my mind. Across France, towns explode with the sound of music in the streets. And there are few accordions to be found. Last year…
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Worlds apart from our Red #40 diet.