A THOUSAND and ONE THINGS TO DO WITH ASPARAGUS
Days off from work make me realise just why I love my life in France so much....walking, market, coffee, crowd watching, cooking... "Eating the seasons" has become a life choice in France. And it's easy! On my days off I just throw my basket over my arm and head off to the market where I find all the seasonal spoils. It probably sounds like a cliché but it's not. In Bordeaux we are utterly ruined with good markets - the best has to be Capucins where the fruit and veg are lined up like jewels, the choice is phenomenal and the sellers charm you into buying twice as much as you need. I follow the market shopping with a long coffee outside on a terrace and watch the world go by then meander home and cook. It's bliss. Today the markets were full of new season's asparagus in every colour, shape and form. Proudly sporting my new basket, I went to my usual chap who just loves to test his English on me. After buying what seemed like a few kilos of aspara...