You know it’s spring in France when you go to the markets.
Stacks of vegetables to replace the displays. Look at those crazy leopard skin shoes to the left. I didn’t know they even made those for men anymore. I don’t think I even got a look at the guy wearing them but I bet he had on a leather jacket and some funky hairdo.
Radishes are so pretty but I don’t really like them. I don’t like that sort of hot, watery flavor. The French make a little cross cut almost all the way through from the tip, stuff them with butter and then dip them in salt-still doesn’t do it for me.
And of course there are the strawberries. We always wait for the ones from France. They might not be as large as those that show up earlier from Spain but they sure do taste better-so sweet and juicy.