Going to the outdoor markets is a great way to enjoy the people, ambiance and food of France -- and so easy. Click on any of the pictures to see the image larger (I recommend doing so with the 4th one and the last one, especially). (BTW, the rest of this blog is funnier if you imagine it being read in a Monty Python accent -- that's how Mike and I did it at the time).
Approach the perfectly ripe GARGANTUAN pile of strawberries. Resist the urge to dive in -- it would definitely be a faux pas.
Say hello to the friendly strawberry girl -- she speaks English and tells you which berries are the sweetest. We test her opinion, naturally, and find that she is correct.
Say bonjour to the friendly cheese man. He recommends the crème fraiche, just made, and says that it is superb. He is also correct.
Go back to the Chateau -- nice place, n'est-ce pas? Dining here somehow adds a certain je ne sais quoi.
Lay out your strawberry feast, select a luscious one, and pick up your strawberry, delicately, by the stem.
Prepare to dip your strawberry into the crème fraiche, delicately.
Dip your strawberry, delicately, into the crème fraiche, with pinkie extended -- remember where you are, after all.
Admire your strawberry.
Here's the best part -- make your mouth happy.
Smile.
It tastes so incredibly good you tussle, delicately, with your friend, for the next one. Winning this battle is important, but do not bruise the fruit!
Oooh! There's only one left, and it is so big and perfectly ripe. Who will get it?
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