Having a fat time

Z received a text from a colleague today asking if he was having a fat time? My answer to that is of course how can you not with all of the food we have eaten and wine that is on offer. 

Our typical day is to start with a run into the village which isn't far but is mostly uphill. Once in the village we have a choice of 2 patisseries I have opted for the one further up the hill and each day have bought back sis (6) crossiants still warm. Un baguettes (also warm) and something else that is too good to refuse. Yesterday it was brioche. Next door is the butcher that sells olives, chrese and the most mouth wstering pate. So many choices. Breakfast is by far my favourite meal. It's easy, it's the same each day and how can you go wrong with warm bread and cheese.

After breakfast comes morning tea. This is the kids favourite but there are too many choices I find. Chocolate eclairs was a favourite yesterday. A tin full of freshly made biscuits is also proving a winner and don't forget pain au chocolat. We are still searching for the ultimate macaroon but that will come.

 

My other favourite part of the day is when we get home after discovering a new French village and after watching the Tour de France on TV we have a plate of snacks to tie us over until dinner. Out comes the cheese 2 varieties one soft one hard, salami (bought from food market) olives pâté and bread and  the obligatory glass of wine.  

The beauty of where we are in Provence is that we are surrounded by many small villages that offer wonderful food markets. Our culinary bible is Shannon Bennett 28 days in Provence.  We have visited many small towns: Goult, Gordes, Lauramin and l'isle sur la sorge.  i often dreamed of a life where I would wake up in the morning buy fresh produce just for the day and avoid the supermarkets completely. It is possible here.  My favourite meal so far is stopping into a night maket after a day in aix en Provence and finding 2 quiches one onion and one spinach both homemade and 5 euros each a salad on the side and enough to feed us all.  My other favourite meal was a sausage in a baguette in i'sle sur la sorge, one busy crowded market day with potatoes as well. Pure heaven.  It doesn't have to be fancy.  You just have to be hungry and the quality has to be good and the enjoyment will come.

I'll continue to run in the mroning in the hope that I can contnue to fit into my jeans upon our return! Wish me luck. I wonder what morning tea treat I will find tomorrow.