Three years ago, I stood in front of a gorgeous summer fruit platter at a networking event for female business owners. In the center of the platter, a pineapple crown rested as a decoration, and at its base, I noticed tiny roots peeking out. I'm really not the plant-growing type; that has always been Etai's domain. But Yifat, a friend of mine standing next to me, suggested I just take this crown, put it in a glass of water, and see what happens. Out of pure curiosity, I decid

Tucked away on our street corner is a small time capsule in the form of a local "grocery stall". it is not a neat, well-lit store, but rather a small niche in a wall whose produce simply spills out onto the sidewalk. After 30 years as a graphic designer, my eyes instantly capture the color palette, the cluttered crates, and the textures of the fruit in the afternoon sun. It is a sight impossible to miss, especially since there are countless other bazaars in Tirana.