The City of Fresh Produce
/Paris. What an amazing place. It’s the sort of city that one can crave after a period of time. And it is so completely different from Madrid, yet close enough to make me a very lucky girl. I am sucker for food markets, which means there is no hope for me in a city so capable of selling mass amounts of beautiful produce. This is something Madrid seems to be lacking, so, needless to say, much of my time in Paris was spent swooning over giant artichokes and tiny radishes.
I’ll let the photos speak for themselves. Here are some things that can be found along rue Mouffetard and at Marché d’Aligre:
