As with most French markets it was absolutely packed with typical French foods including all the usual suspects such as oysters, garlic and mountains of cheese. One of the things I absolutely love about these type of markets is the variety of aromas that infuse the air as you meander from stall to stall. From the aromatic scent of the herbs to the pungent 'whiff' of the cheeses!
Lots of people in such a restricted space makes things a little claustrophobic which is a problem if you're like me, and enjoy having the freedom to saunter. Don't get me wrong I do love a good french market but they do have their downsides. I even managed to get hit in the face by a child who was having a whale of a time waving her arms around whilst sat on her Father's shoulders - she just so happened to be perfect face-hitting height!
No French market would be complete without its resident 'weirdo' with musical instrument in hand. On this occasion we were treated to various renditions from this 'hippy's' less than extensive musical repertoire! The children loved him though… bless. He seemed lovely.
Thanks for reading,
Martha x
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