Olá from Lisbon,

I’ve been wandering these sunlit cobblestone streets, and everywhere I turn there’s a café calling my name. And of course, I’ve answered—with a glass of the most delightful sangria in hand! Lisbon’s sangria is fruity, bright, and far too easy to enjoy… I’m convinced it tastes better simply because I’m sipping it by the Tagus River.
Today I’m trying the white version with peaches. I may stay here forever at this rate.

With love,
Grandma