Sunday morning market

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Markets are the soul and substance of France.  All over the country, usually on a Sunday morning, French citizens flock to their local markets to barter, socialize, stroll and stock up on weekly provisions.  My market is a 20-minute walk from my apartment and takes place on Sunday and Wednesday mornings.  Here are some scenes.

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Plump scallops on the half shell, glistening sea bass, and scampi:

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This scene cracked me up.  The people are having an animated discussion with the vendor and are seemingly unaware (or unperturbed) by the fact that a dead piglet is hanging ignominiously on a hook in front of them (This little piggy went to market…)  It’s called a cochon de lait which means suckling pig, so we can correctly assume that it was snatched from it’s mother’s teat and then slaughtered.  Also below are skinned rabbits.

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Goose eggs, fresh oysters from the Atlantic Coast, sausage and sauerkraut, mangos from Africa, tulips and hyacinths from Holland:

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Some friendly gazes and some not so friendly. It’s worth noting that this market is in a fairly well-heeled district as you can probably tell by the fur coats and supercilious air of some of the denizens. I’ll find another market next time.

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Laden with produce, I repaired to the nearest cafe for a tartine and espresso.  As you can see, a tartine is simply half a baguette spread with butter.  I wouldn’t have minded a dollop of raspberry jam on top, but they were all out.

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7 thoughts on “Sunday morning market

  1. wonderful pictures and very evocative. I can almost smell the scent of the sea while seeing the fish, scallops, etc….

    and tulips in the dead of winter…how refreshing, especially from my perspective in Chicago, where as I type this, the thermometer is at -2F….

    my wife can hardly wait for our return in a few months…

  2. I don’t mind cold, snowy days – like you get in North America – when the sun is shining. But here in northern Europe, the gray drizzly days can be endless. That’s what we’re going through right now: 6°C, gray and light rain. I’d love to jump on a plane and fly to the Caribbean.

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