Over the holidays, I received a request from Teri in the U.S. who said, "... one of the things that I miss about Christmas in Serbia is the roasting chestnuts. If, in your daily travels around town, you run across a vendor with chestnuts roasting, I would love to see it. I can almost smell them now..." I hadn't gone downtown much then, and when I did, it was either too early or too late to find anyone. Last weekend I found this fellow, Aćim (AH-cheem), who let me take his photo.