Food Market French Style...

It finally feels like Spring - or even nearly Summer - and with that comes the shopping for and preparing of fresh and seasonal food. Full of colour and flavour, could there be anything better than coming home with a basket full of sweet fruit, fresh vegetables, crunchy baguette, and tasty cheese and sausages. Throw in a bottle of wine and I'm in heaven...

Unfortunately I don't seem to do as much of it in London as I would like to. It seems to be quite a British thing to bulk-buy for the whole week in a supermarket without returning for fresh stuff all week. Monsieur still finds it strange that I shop for food on a nearly daily basis and I always lament the fact that there's no market nearby where I could stop off to do this. Whilst I occasionally make my way to a market here, the good ones always feel like a somewhat overpriced event (with a special name like "farmers market" - as if I thought the fruit and veg came from a high-rise near Deptford if it hadn't been spelled out) rather than a place where people do their everyday grocery shopping which I find quite sad...

Anyway, in Provence I managed to fully indulge in my market obsession. Stalls full of fresh and colourful produce, beautifully displayed and at affordable prices meant that I was spending an unduly amount of time pondering what to do with it in the evening. Fruit and veg, freshly made tapenade, olives, garlic, saucisson and heavenly smelly cheeses (maybe that's just me though) were all carried home along with some baguette and wine. I just wish I could always shop like this, don't you?