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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

Ciao, my dear!

Rome is lovely in the fall—cool breezes, golden leaves, and quieter streets. I wandered through Piazza Navona today and found a little stall serving mulled wine. It was wonderfully fragrant—full of cinnamon, orange peel, and just a touch of sweetness. I wrapped my hands around the warm cup and enjoyed every soothing sip.

Sending love from this beautiful city.

With Love,
Grandma

Dear ones —
The sun in Goa is relentless, and the air smells of spice and sea. Yesterday I wandered through the old Latin Quarter and found a shaded café where sailors and merchants swap stories.
There I met a dashing traveler who shared the secret to surviving these sweltering days: gin and tonic, its bitterness softened with lime. They say it keeps the mosquitoes (and fever) away—but I think it keeps the spirits high. I sipped, listened to the waves, and felt the world open wide. Who knew medicine could taste like adventure?

Love you,
Grandma

Dear ones,
I wandered into a cozy little spot in Manhattan today and, wouldn’t you know, I finally tried a Manhattan cocktail. Smooth, a little strong, and just the right touch of sweetness—much like the city itself. I sipped slowly, watching the world bustle by outside, and thought of you.With love,
Grandma

Dear ones —
I was wandering through a quiet village after dinner and stumbled upon a dessert so simple and delightful, I had to share it. It reminded me of our time together: a little sweet, a little strong, and always better with love. Try it tonight and think of me.

With all my heart,
Grandma