The scent of chestnuts: Spanish autumn dishes on the Costa
It starts with a smell. Not of sea salt or sunscreen, but something earthier. As I walk through Alicante’s old town, a sweet, smoky scent rises from a steel drum. Chestnuts. They hiss on the grill, their shells cracked open, edges blackened. A man scoops them into paper bags with a wooden spoon. It’s the first sign that summer is truly over. Regular readers of this column know I have […]
