Sorry I’ve been so bad with posting every day!
The smells that surround you at a French farmer’s market are probably the best in the entire world. It’s like all craft food items from these people’s homes that they bring to the city of Lyon every Sunday morning and Wednesday afternoon.
Imagine a place where you have the finest cheeses, meats, fruits, vegetables, breads and much more together in one place. Then add in tents of flowers, clothing, shoes and anything you can really imagine all for sale in one place.
Today, I almost bought an American flag scarf for ten euro. I thought that I could find something for cheaper, but I didn’t. I may have to go back this week or next and snag that bad boy before I see some Frenchie rocking my flag around their neck and have to punch them to take it.
As I say this I am eating the most phenomenal pain au chocolat. It beats the living shit out of Au Bon Pain, but is anyone really surprised? I’m not.