Every time I find myself living through winter in France, I would always chance upon snow. The first couple of winters I had here, I had the unfortunate experience of having the worst winters that Toulouse had ever experienced in years. This January, according to the reports, Toulouse has seen the bleakest skies again after 45 years. My husband is starting to think I have a curse, or something.
The night of the super blue blood moon… it showed up for a while opposite of this frame… wasn’t able to get a good pic.
This winter has not really been that cold lately. But for the first time today, it snowed. While I am not a big fan of snow, I was able to appreciate it through the eyes of my daughter. She was doing a happy dance when I showed it to her this morning. After a while, she asked me if Santa Claus is coming to bring us presents because it was snowing. Kids are so cute.
one of the many, many things that i will definitely miss in France is the marché. there is nothing quite like it. as you already know, France is all about food. and all the territories have their own specialties.
this weekend, there is the Marché Aveyronnais at the Place du Capitole. we took the opportunity to go this morning since it was quite a mild winter weather we are having today.
my husband, as you know is of Aveyron origin. for those who do not know where it is, it is still in the south of France and still in the region of Midi-Pyrénées (like Toulouse) but it is a few notches higher up in the map.
Hubby and I decided to go for crêpes today for lunch. We went to this restaurant called,Crep chignon, recommended by my hubby’s boss. It was quite nice. Especially since the last time I’ve eaten crepes was atCafé Bretonwith friends at GB, Makati during my last visit to the Philippines!
Just look at these sumptuous treats that we had for lunch:
This is what I had for lunch: just a simple crêpe with jambon and egg inside, and some exotic salad with palm heart and pineapples on the side
This is what my hubby had for lunch: a simple salad, and crêpe with pork blood sausage and apples, and cider ice cream
Dessert in France is always delicious, no matter how simple they look! This one is crêpe with bananas and hot chocolate, with chantilly on the side… yum!
Coffee in France is always espresso, unless you specify otherwise. I had a decaffeinated one here. You see the blocks of sugar on the side? Crafty, eh? But not very sanitary, if you’re finicky about other people touching those blocks before you do.
After the restaurant, we went to the grocery to stock up on food for the weekend, especially since we’re having some visitor friends of hubby, coming from Bretagne (Brittany, northwest of France). I remember back then, the first time hubby took me to the French grocery in Singapore, he went completely nuts. He went crazy and bought so much food. I think this grocery-craziness has rubbed off on me a bit. Especially since we moved to France. I mean, who wouldn’t go crazy with these:
French bread — according to hubby, this is real bread, the ones that scar your gums, not the soft ones we have back in Asia
Pastries and candies — the ones on top are made from the famous Toulouse Violettes, below are loads and loads of cakes and pies and tarts
Of course, a trip to the french grocery or market wouldn’t be quite complete without passing by a humongous selection of cheese
And if you ever go to the fresh open market, which they call marché, you will find fresher produce, and a lot more interesting and exotic stuff like rabbits and deer, etc. They’re usually open for only a few hours in the morning, though.
Food, I think is just about the best thing you can find in this country.