Marchés
(Markets)
“Still savoring?” asked our B&B
host to determine if he could clear our breakfast dishes or not. I liked his
pleasure-oriented way of saying, “Can I take your plate?” This memory springs
to mind, as I am still savoring France’s tastes and sights. See previous post,
Tasty Terroir Treats, for food gourmandises (delicacies). For a visual feast, you can’t beat France’s marchés
(markets)—and Monet’s Garden and the Petit Palais, but they deserve blog posts
of their own.
If I go to a grocery store at home,
I’m task-focused. I have a list of what I need; I gather the items, check out,
go home—as quickly as possible. If I go to a farmers market at home or in
France, I want to linger to enjoy the vibrant colors and artistic presentations
of food and flowers. Even if I’m on a quest for something, like the best
looking haricots verts (green beans)
for the best price, or a foulard
(scarf), or chèvre (goat cheese), I
don’t like to hurry at a market. Being there is a pleasurable passe-temps (pastime). This includes
many smiles at people’s cute dogs trotting by or peeking out of ladies’ purses.
We went to three farmers markets on
this France trip. Here are some miscellaneous market photos from
Fontenay-le-Comte, St. Martin-de-Re, and Paris’ Marché Bastille.
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