One of the things I love about France is how you always shop for food at the different markets. It's the custom. In just a few blocks there is a butcher, baker, a place to buy vegetables, a deli - for pork products, and the fishmonger. I love the fact that you make a connection with these people, who then help you with your purchases and even give you recipes! When I lived in Paris, we frequented the vegetable stall right across the street from our building. There, I found out about blood oranges, and also had some of the greatest fruit. The vendor was very nice, and would always help us pick out the best stuff. In fact, my fondest dream is to spend a month in the South of France, in a small village, where I will be able to meet the various shopkeepers and buy fresh ingredients to make wonderful meals. One day I will get there...
So,this article about the loss of the poissonnerie makes me just a little sad. Just as it says in the article, it is like a member of the family has been lost. Therefore, I say that we all go to Paris, live in apartments, and live a little bit of a different life, one in which connections are made on each side of the counter, and it takes you 20 minutes to get out of the store.
Names of the different stores: la boulangerie (bakery). la boucherie (butcher shop), la charcuterie (deli, pork products, salads), la patisserie (pastry shop), le marchand de fruit et legumes (fruit and vegetable vendor), la poissonnerie (fish shop).
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