We have worked our way around La Place de la Bastille to le Café Français.
Here's the view from our table. That's the new Opéra across the way, and, hmmm, what are those people nearest to us, at right, eating?? They have ... salads. Green salads. Salads one might get if one ordered "salad" in Ann Arbor!
Revision of plan!
Not just coffee, *brunch* and coffee!
A very good mixed-green salad. Tasty greens, and nicely dressed. An ok spinach quiche.
Very nice salad with very nice ham (and cheese?) omelet.
I believe this is the very first place we'd eaten in France where a carafe of water appeared before we asked for it. It was cold, too. I think they must get a lot of Americans here........
Love the way they arranged my knife and fork. And isn't the round paper "table cloth" cute?
Looking left from our table. More people getting where they need to go without cars, and look at all the signage! You can see we are right near one of the Metro entrances for la Place de la Bastille. See the sign that says "M" and then has 1 5 9 in colored circles? (It's a bit small, above and right of the graffiti-covered yellow box.) That tells you that the 1, 5, and 9 Metro lines can be accessed from this stop. The 1 was one of the lines we could take to la Place de la Nation one block from our hotel.
Having enjoyed our brunch, we are heading for the market.
Market achieved!
Wonder what a black radish looks like inside, and I wonder what it tastes like.......
Candied fruit.
We wondered about "poukoum" -- when I asked Google, I got to loukoum, which, I bet, is correct......
Bacon. Steve, this is what I did not bring you.
Sausages. Love the curly one.........
Spices.
All of this variety in the market makes me want to try everything. Surely such a rich source of choices makes it easier to be an adventurous eater.......... Not to say cook........
Anise in front, with "bird peppers" immediately behind.
I am not all that fond of anise/licorise's taste, but it makes me happy to look at it.........
Olives........ Now these I would like to eat........
More and more fungus.
This column marks la Place de la Bastille; you can see how close we were.
Miel is honey.......
The market has permanent structures, but the roof comes and goes -- plastic tarp is unrolled over the top for market days.
Crèpes, with nutella. Those are regular-size eggs....... I don't think you can buy the vat-size Nutella here in Ann Arbor. Just as well, I expect.........
I didn't think about it when I took the pic, but I wonder if this is teasel, in bloom......
Alllll kinds of stuff at this market, in addition to food.
See the dog in the box? I don't think it was for sale.
This is a boulevard with a wide space in the middle. Most of the time it is park-like.
More goodies not purchased for my sewing buddies.
This was yarn. With pompoms. They showed scarves knit from it. I think the pinky purple at right is a scarf. Kinda cool!
Used sewing machines. Some of my buddies can never get too many sewing machines.....
These soaps look cool, but I wonder if their cool look gets them off the hook for having to function well as soap......
At this point I was tired, and thought I'd give my feet a break. I sat on a bench, trying to stay out of the way of the shoppers.
I decided to capture a bit of what a small kid might see at the market. Shopping bags of all sorts and sizes.
Lots of wheeled conveyances.
Dogs. French dogs go everywhere........ And behave themselves nicely, too.
Hmmm. Bicycles are not good things to bring into crowded spaces......
Dad's got the baby, and the bouquet is in the stroller.
Ah. Very special chickens, roasting, and lots of tiny little potatoes are basking underneath. Coeur de Bretagne means "heart of Brittany." The chickens have herbs and spices rubbed on them, so the potatoes end up with the same.
We got some potatoes, but didn't really have the facilities to deal with a chicken....
Quilts for sale. Something else not purchased.
Time to go back to the hotel for a bit of a rest and to drop off our purchases. The metro stop we used is above ground, and has this river view.
Looking the other way....
Back in the hotel room. Yummmmmmmmmm.
See my daughter's post on this beautiful morning here.
In order to facilitate chronological traverse of these posts, here is a link to the post that comes after this one.
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