Wednesday Night Market

WE WENT TO our first Wednesday Night Market this evening in our village. To be fair, it's more than a market. In addition to the standard stands (clothes, jewelry, crafts, etc.) there are also a variety of food merchants who come to town. But what makes the market different from others we have been to is that the locals eat dinner there as well. They buy food from one of the merchants, buy a bottle of wine from one of the local producers, and sit at one of the many tables that are set up for the occasion. We ate with the locals (including a 90 year old woman who sang to us) and some of the other vacations who are in town.

This evening Kerri and I had fajitas (yes, you read that correctly -- we have a hard time finding mexican food in Nice/Cannes, but we come to the puny village of Puivert and it's right there in the village square; and it was delicious) and kids had pizza, chinese, and ice cream for dessert.

On the way home we bought bottle of jus de raisin and a bottle of wine from a vinyard only about 10 km from our house. The jus de raisin was gone about 10 minutes after we got home. The wine is still unopened.