The Tiny Purple Plum that Saved Panyola
The pungent scent of over-ripe fruit perfumed the air in Panyola, Hungary on the day I arrived. Limbs heavily laden with Nem tudom plums dripped over garden fences or scraped the ground in fields where trees stood in orderly rows. “Almost everyone has a small orchard or at least a few trees in their yard,” … Read more