I would have happily stolen Georges' little card. What does that make me?
Fraise, framboise, cerises, cassis, myrtille, mure, groseille to name a few.
Early days on my Paris jaunts I would race through marches intimidated and clueless.MARKETS OF PARIS all that's changed. Marchęs are an integral part of daily Parisian life. DO NOT MISS OUT please. How else to know what's in season and what to order when you eat out? Plus the colors, aromas and friendly sellers insisting you taste a bite is instantly cheering. When I first moved here I lived at Metro Duplex 75015. I had to walk through marché Grenelle 2 times a week. It was a better spirit-lifter than any shrink.
Jill Colonna's recipe for sablé on Mad About Macarons.
patisseries Hugo and Victor. I lay the blame at your feet dear PB readers for teaching me to enjoy fab crust. In the old days I'd just eat the fruit. Tisk tisk
Ã table everyone and eat your red fruits with or without a cookie base.
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