funny squashed-looking peaches/nectarines on sale just down from Montmartre in Paris – personally I prefer the taste of our Bursa ones |
If you have been following my blog at all, you will all know that I love a good market.
After all, I live, cook and eat according to the seasons and where better to observe them than in the markets? France is full of them!
Just a few pics from the Sunday marché in St Cyr-sur-mer, where we were staying with old friends, Jenny and Michel:
a glorious selection of tomatoes of all shapes and hues |
beautiful garlic with enormous cloves, huge compared to what we get here in Turkey |
oh those cheeses … |
and the saucisson .. |
then there’s the bread … |
not to mention those provençale baskets … |
and the pottery … |
There were all sorts of other enticing stalls selling everything from dresses to peştemals to leather bags….
the usually quite sleepy little town of St Cyr comes alive on Sundays! |
oh so French … |
And what did this cook bring back from France? Two beautiful Sabatier knives and a ‘tresse’ or plait of those huge garlics!
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