The end of January looked a great time to check how thing are back home in the North of Spain, visiting my family and those beloved places in my memories. One very special place for me is La Arboleda (The Grove), a village in the mountains where my grandmother used to live and my dad was born. It’s one of the places still living under ancient traditions, with quiet living and amazing food. It made me feel very close to nature and it was a great contrast to the urban landscapes of New York City. A secret paradise up in the mountains.