Every Friday morning, I go to the market in my area to shop for the whole week. Fresh food only!
I have my favourite market farmer, it is a family who grow their own vegetables right outside Paris. I am happy to buy good quality seasonal vegetables.
The best cheesemaker, who also sells fresh eggs and yogurt, loves to tell the story behind every cheese.
I love the apple seller, an old sweet woman who sells apples all year long. Trust her, she will choose the best apples mix for you to make an apple compote.
I buy fish or meat alternatively, excellent quality of product.
The vendors love and respect their work, and I am happy to support them and eat good food.
I always end up going to the flower seller, to add a bit of colour to my house. At the moment it is Peony season!
And before I leave, I get my warm manouche at the Lebanese stall!
It is almost like a ritual, we meet every week , we chat, we laugh, we exchange, so why would I go to the supermarket?