I am really thrilled, for the first time I am invited as a guest blogger! Gaia asked me over to her blog Alice's Adventures in Wonderland I have to admit to having a very soft spot for Italian blogs. Italian girls always seem to create a fraicheur and spontaneity in their blog that you don't find elsewhere. Gaia's blog is no exception. I love her happy choice of photos, the generous way she highlights other blogs and her overall italian-ness!!
She lives alot in Nice which is a town close to my heart. This week she's put up some beautiful pictures of la bella Nizza.
She lives alot in Nice which is a town close to my heart. This week she's put up some beautiful pictures of la bella Nizza.
Gaia cara - grazie mille!
So, since she left me carte blanche, or should I say carta bianca, to write on any subject, I thought to tell you about the humble baguette and how it fits into daily French life.
Say " France" to someone, the chances are they'll think of the Eiffel Tower, good wine or a tasty baguette. A good baguette is a vital part of the French day, the French diet, the French psychology even!
We can buy our daily bread from supermarkets, but the French prefer to take their custom to the local bakers or boulangerie. At the supermarket the bread will be in a loose cellophane wrapping, at the bakers the boulanger will pass it across the counter to you bare handed, or possible wrap a token square of thin white paper around the middle for you to hold.
As I've told you before we have to cross the valley to go buy our bread from the bakers. My favourite time is early in the morning.
All these photos are taken at our bakers. (for the sake of my blog I am gaining a peculiar reputation taking pictures around here!). We either go there directly or buy the bread they deliver to our village shop. We're lucky that our nearest bakers is such a good one. As well as a wide selection of different breads, they also make their own croissants, pain au chocolat and other more fancy cakes.
From the outside, the bakers looks pretty modest, but inside it smells delicious, everything is fresh and the service comes with a smile.
I took this photo through the shop window, this morning they were showing off examples of their finest cakes for the wedding season!
The baker produces hot bread and viennoiserie twice a day, morning and afternoon. No excuse for not having fresh bread to eat. Traditionally children stop by for their gouter after school.
Voila! A little calorie-loaded stick shaped taste of daily life in France, I hope you enjoyed it.
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