One of the things that I love to do when I am in France is take my little straw basket to the local market on a Sunday morning and pick out some fresh fruit and veggies straight from the farmers gardens! Okay, so some of the stuff is surely imported, but there is a much larger variety than the local super markets and something about the experience just makes me feel good. France has laws against using preservatives in fresh foods, which means that things go off much faster, but they are also much healthier and my body appreciated that.
Something about buying from the farmers directly feels very charming, like I am supporting a long lived tradition and really apart of a community. It’s great to walk around and experience the smells of all the different varieties of food on offer. Earthy smells from the vegetables, sweet smells from the fruits, spicy smells from the spit-roasted chickens, and the warm smell of freshly baked bread. It’s just fantastic.
Today was one of those days that I headed out in the sunshine to gather some ingredients to make a traditional Sunday roast dinner! An english dish with french produce because I am oh so cultured!
A sneaky photo of my basket before it was overloaded with vegetables! This bread made delicious toast for our breakfast!