If I could have one wish, it would be a fabulously decorated pad on the left bank near Place Maubert where I stumbled across a market of fresh produce, large wicker baskets of inexpensive red wine and small shops stocked to the hilt with fine cheeses and pates. That to me would be heaven on earth! We had just surfaced from Paris' famous maze of metros into the sunshine when, voila! the market unfolded before my eyes. The baskets of wine were overflowing with all types of cab sauvs, merlots and bourdeaux just begging to be sampled and for the mere price of 4 euros! I started to imagine the scenario...it's a Saturday morning... you wake up and down some fresh ground, then hop on your oh so French electric byciclet bound for the Place Maubert market. You know the vendors and you exchange pleasantries as you load your eco-friendly shopping bag with pates, cheeses, wines and more wines, perhaps a fresh chunk of lamb, some haricot vert, some dark chocolate, the newspaper, the croissants...maybe you pause to purchase a new scarf or some other attractive trinket. Ahhhhh, that would be fantastique! May I wake up one day to this reality!!
So, when I was shopping for souvenirs to take back with me, I had to have some stinky brie and some chocolate. The brie spent the night outside the window of my hotel room although I was a bit worried the pigeons might try to steal it. Do french pigeons like stinky brie? The chocolate is perfuming the interior of my backpack, as it should. I love Paris.
OMG. That's what my mom and I would do. Buy stinky cheese: camembert, crottins, (yeah, i know what it sounds like, it is just in that form), port salut, bleu d'auvergne, and then put it on the window ledge and have it with the cafe au lait in the morning. Those window sill make great mini fridges!!!
ReplyDeleteSo, here you have the choice of plasticlike non flavored panela, crumbly salty cotija, phosphorescent yellow cheese...
Jenny! I'm sooooo glad you can relate to the whole experience! It's so nice to share all this with someone who knows all about the divine selection of pates and cheeses. Well, mon cher...we know where we will go when the chips are cashed in...one way or another!!!
ReplyDeleteOMG! SALI-VATION IN THE NATION! I want to be there! Make it happen girlfriend...figure out how to make it your life! Paint, teach privately, cook, do stand up comedy, tutor kids, work at the strip joint....whatever! So we can visit and eat country pate with baguette and drink french wines too!
ReplyDeleteHave a blast and gain a pound or two. Why the hell not?
love,
Renee
Yes, wouldn't I just LOVE to do a little of all of the above!! I think it might be in the cards but much further down the line...at least before I'm in a wheelbarrow, oh, I mean wheelchair! In the meantime, Prague ain't too shabby. : )
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