Showing posts with label Issoire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Issoire. Show all posts

Monday, July 16, 2012

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One of the greatest pleasures of spending time in France is the weekly visit to the market.  One of my favorite is in Issoire, a beautiful little town, whose past goes back to Roman times.
On market day, vendors put up their stalls along the winding roads that lead through the old part of town and display their products.
Though prices in France can sometimes seem astronomical, especially given the unfavorable exchange rate, I always found that food prices are still rather reasonable here. And the quality is simply amazing.  I think the French are just more demanding when it comes to produce and would not hesitate to complain come next market day if their melons or their tomatoes were flavorless.

Our baskets full of sausages, bread and cheese, we headed back to our village on top of the hill and proceeded to have a nice lunch.  Followed by a nice rest.  The neighbor's cat, Caramel, obviously though that was a great idea.

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Monday, July 27, 2009

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Dear Reader,

The weather has been just delightful here in France. Deep in the Auvergne, in my little village in the countryside I have been working hard weeding, planting, painting, cooking and cleaning. In between, I reconnect and catch up with my neighbors. There is much to talk about and so much happens in one year.

Occasionally, we do go into Issoire, a beautiful, very old little town, which is just half an hour away from our village. The old center is full of weaving little streets that all seem to bring one back to the town square.

There is a market here every Saturday, but there are also bigger stores , where we can buy supplies. So you see, we are not working all the time. Sometimes, we come down from our mountain, just to buy supplies, so that we can continue working.
But I am not complaining....



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