is definitely better! While it wasn’t a terribly cold weekend it made up for it with overcast wet cool. You know, the one that settles in your bones and oh – gives you the flu! I guess it doesn’t help when you hang around outside at a flea market for 8 hrs.
So where do I start?!
Despite the flu and did I mention I also got food poisoning? Uhu – double wammy, the rest of my trip was full of visual delights and yummy bites.
I know you want to see and hear about them ALL, but you’ll have to settle for bite size blogs over the next week as I am busy busy getting my health better and catching up on work.
Ironically, one of my favorite days was Saturday (pre-meeting up with Mr. Oyster) which we spent at Marche Paul Bert and a few other smaller markets in the area. Stall after stall of fabulous, French and fantastically expensive antiques 😉 A few stands really stood out in their visual merchandising which is the exception out there where most vendors either pile it high or only have two or three items of a certain era.
The stall with the skeletons was freaked! Real skulls, skeletons, body parts, organs…you name it! Freaky freaky – who goes into this specialty? (I did like a few of them…shhh). I have that sick fascination with skulls remember.
I lost all interest in shopping when lunch time rolled around at the market. All the vendors uncork their red wine, pull out a nice fresh baguette, some sausage, cheese and olives. Flea market Picnic! So French. So Fab. Uh and don’t expect to buy anything when its lunchtime for the vendors. Priorities!
So, of course, watching all the vendors nibble on their picnic and sip from their wine glasses certainly got all of our appetites on red alert. Off to Cafe Paul Bert we went for an authentic French brassiere lunch. Race ya to the door!
Lunch went down pretty much in silence after the plates hit the table. It could have been the warm food filling our empty cold bellies and heading down to our toes or it was just damn good food. I am going 40/60.
French onion soup with just the right amount of gooey cheese and not too soggy bread in the bottom. That was followed by braised rabbit, marinated salmon with warm Dijon potatoes and finishing with bone marrow served with toast and fleur de sel. Warm with wine and fueled by fine food, back to the cold rain we marched in search of the best antiques and most inspired finds.