Seabras Market, Newark

It was with a sip of Portuguese Aguardente in my belly and some serious heat-induced dehydration that I giddily launched myself down the aisles of Newark’s A. J. Seabra Supermarket. And I’ll level with you—that stuff is crazy strong. So it took me a few minutes to reassure myself that it wasn’t just the booze or the heat flushing my face and sending me bouncing from counter to counter, glassy-eyed and greedy.

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