Bill and Jane collect us at nine for the weekly open air market. We haven’t been for ages, though we used to go pretty frequently when we lived closer. Love the jewel toned boxes of oranges and lemons and tomatoes. There’s a bucket of wild asparagus and a string bag of snails. Thee radishes here are the biggest we’ve ever seen, some baseball sized or even larger. And then there are cabbages that must be two feet in diameter. Easy to look at them and see them as more than adequate cover for the newborn babies that in French tradition are said to come from cabbages.
But we’re there for the fish. Bill knows the fish seller and he and J discuss the requirements before settling on sea bream and bass. Which we take back to theirs to barbecue. Outside in the sun, with salad and fresh strawberries - also from the market, local but presumably greenhouse. Superb.