Curbs, corners, and cul-de-sacs organize daily rhythms that influence what simmers at home and what sizzles outside. Delivery routes decide freshness; shadows set fermentation pace; playgrounds draw snacks. Trace these patterns and the menu starts reading like urban design written in aromas.
Stalls index the neighborhood’s choices: cuts of meat signal payday, stacks of greens track seasons, and jar labels guard surnames. Ask gentle questions, listen for jokes, note prices and lengths of lines. The ledger of tastes is public, living, and beautifully noisy.