Somewhere on Paseo de Peralta, between Sage Bakery and the Farmers' Market. We picked up supplies for the next couple of days from Sage, and (we're regulars) were delighted to find later that an extra Christmas treat had found its way into our box. We were also on our way back from walking into downtown to do some last minute shopping: for two days before Christmas, it really didn't seem very crowded. To be sure, there were a few Texans in their big cowboy hats and their turquoise jewelry, but - well, it's hard to know whether or not to be pleased that there aren't too many tourists (more room for us), or worried about the economy: an economic worry linked, of course, to wondering how many overseas visitors are actually going to make it over here. People in shops are, of course, optimistic when they hear me: "So where are you visiting from?" "Eldorado" (that is, twelve miles down the road) doesn't quite cut it ...
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