Last week, Oswin checked another first off of her list: her first French market. And what better market to be her first than our favorite and local market right here in Thoiry!
With my parents in tow, we walked the mile into town, saying hello to the cows and mountain along the way...
...and once there began to show Oswin the ropes. For starters, always take pictures, because as an expat, you never know how many French markets you're going to get.
Second, always get the staples: bread, cheese, olives and flowers. And sometimes Vietnamese food. (It's true.)
And lastly, always be willing to try new things. We've been here for almost 4 years now and we're still finding new things at our market. This week for instance, we got some dried peaches from our olive guy that were just to die for. Seriously, they were like little pieces of highly addictive candy. You just never know what you're gonna find, so always be open to try new things!
With our wicker baskets full, we began the mile trek home to spend the day hanging out with family, eating the goodies we procured at the market, and watching American football - is there anything that screams more French Sunday than that?
Ok, two out of three French Sunday things ain't bad..
A la prochaine friends...