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15 March 2004 @ 11:16 am
Now this is the France I love. This morning I slept until the bells for the 10:30 mass at St. Jean de Malte woke me up (din din don, din din don), cleaned up quickly (new short hair=so easy to wash!) and stepped out to discover that yesterday’s warm sunny weather wasn’t a fluke but rather the indication that spring is indeed on its way to Provence.

First stop: Banette, for my usual demi-baguette before the church crowds arrive and create a line.

Next: to the marché! I only needed some lettuce and some inspiration for a dinner menu. I left with two bright orange clementines and another pound and a half of dark red Spanish strawberries (which I have decided are the second most perfect food known to man after chocolate) in addition to the necessities. While I was standing inspecting strawberries, the whole market stopped for a moment as, inexplicably, a marching band (or something quite like it) came through the square: first a group of girls in sparkling leotards with pom-poms waving, then a handful of drummers followed by two trumpets, all in matching gold shirts and black pants. My only guess is that they were part of the Carnaval that’s taking place this weekend (yes, it’s already Lent, but I don’t think they care…) For dinner, I decided to brave the smell and ventured into the fish market, where I bought sole and watched the vendor behead, skin and filet the fish before wrapping it up for me, in case I had any doubts as to it’s freshness.

On my way back towards the épicier, my little corner grocery, I picked up a slice of hot mozzarella pizza on the Cours Mirabeau. There, I came across one of the street performers playing “Aux Champs Élysées” on his violin and sang along for a minute before dropping a coin in his case and stepping in to the épicier and saying my hellos to the madame and monsieur who run it.

Now I’m settled in my quiet, clean apartment once again, listening to the Kyo CD Mme Monchal bought for the center last week (hooray for French pop!) and putting off studying for the French Civ test on Tuesday. Boo for tests. But hooray for Provence. :)
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
Current Music: Parce Qu'on Vient De Loin-Corneille-Parce Qu'on Vient de Loin (Acoustique)
Qui Çaqui_ca on March 15th, 2004 09:47 am (UTC)
Okay, are you trying to make me jealous?
Gosh, you're making me remember all kinds of things... I never did make it down into Provence, but I've heard that it's splendid - especially in the spring! Enjoy!!!

ps - I never could brave the fish smell of la criée, it was just too...beurk! lol!
fleurdelivrefleurdelivre on March 15th, 2004 12:17 pm (UTC)
Re: Okay, are you trying to make me jealous?
You didn't make it to Provence??? Oh, how sad! Provence is lovely and spring is only making it lovlier...sure you don't want to cut a week of classes and come see it? Seriously, though, if/when you make it back to France you have to see Provence, and not just the Côte d'Azur all overpopulated with tourists.

And I promise, I'm not trying to make you jealous, I'm just relishing all the things I already know I'm going to miss since time seems to be flying by here...how do you live without the marché, anyhow? How was life complete before I discovered cheese? I only hope that that jealousy is accompanied by sweet nostalgia...and I'm glad for someone else who loves France reading this.