One of the many nice things about living in France is buying perishables in the market. Every precinct has its market, three times a week, 7 am to about 2 pm. People talk to each other, the stallholders make jokes, there's food...
One of the many nice things about living in France is buying perishables in the market. Every precinct has its market, three times a week, 7 am to about 2 pm. People talk to each other, the stallholders make jokes, there's food...
And it's so beautiful! Shapes and colours. Yellow, red, green, black. The fish all arranged according to their shape, usually swirling up to a swordfish peak. 2 pm it shuts, everything gets packed up or out, and by 3 pm the marketplace is empty and hosed down.
One of the many nice things about living in France is buying perishables in the market. Every precinct has its market, three times a week, 7 am to about 2 pm. People talk to each other, the stallholders make jokes, there's food...
I’ve seen those when I’ve been in France. I’m so jealous. You don’t even have to get in your car and drive there.
And it's so beautiful! Shapes and colours. Yellow, red, green, black. The fish all arranged according to their shape, usually swirling up to a swordfish peak. 2 pm it shuts, everything gets packed up or out, and by 3 pm the marketplace is empty and hosed down.
Ahhh. I would love that!