Low cloud in the valley this morning. The first sure sign that autumn has arrived.
On our morning walk the goat, the three race horses, the donkeys and the cows at the crossroads are all individually greeted. The PONs roll on their backs in the dew covered grass. They seem satisfied that all is well with the village. The young garagiste and the farmer in his little white Renault wave as they pass. So do the children in the school bus, noses pressed hard against the windows.
The sausage counter commands the PONs attention. Boiled pigs knuckles a hint that there may be such a thing as heaven on earth. Nostrils flare. Tails wag. The cake counter a disappointment this morning.
Some langoustines for lunch from the fishmonger. Today he's doing a roaring trade. A fresh delivery from Arcachon.
The biggest ducks I've ever seen. Ducks on steroids. Finally, a coffee, a bowl of water and a shared croissant.
The things you learn from Scots diplomats. Anyone ever heard of a dish called 'Plov' ? Anyone know that UNESCO listed food ? : https://twitter.com/SMcDonaldFCO/status/912601017203744768
6 comments:
Surely you purchased some boiled pork knuckles?
Could 'plov' be a distant relative to stovies?
Cheers, Gail.
My husband would disagree with you on the patisserie--those are St.-Honorés in the back, his favorite. Cream puffs with whipped cream, not redundant at all.
Ducks on steroids indeed - they look more like a turkey !
Agree that there's not the beautiful patisserie selection we normally feast our eyes on, (or slobber over as this is a doggy blog) but I wouldn't say no to a Paris Brest - or even half of one.
Hari OM
Knuckles AND cabbage - preparing for October, perhaps ...sure those aren't geese ducking for the oven? Plov? just the Uzhbek word for pilaf/pulao...? YAM xx
Those are lovely misty-looking pictures of Bob and Sophie.
We have the low-hanging clouds, hopeful of Spring rains...
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