Madeleine scooped me up at the Gare de Cahors on Sunday morning, and we immediately headed straight for the market in Montcuq. This was a real treat for me.
First, I love markets. Second, I'd never been to this one. Just as each of these villages are jewels to be discovered and savored, so are their markets. I find that each one takes on a personality and spirit all their own. Oh, there are similarities in wares, attitudes, aromas, and music; but, it is the feel of these sweet, tucked away places that gets me every time.
Mad and I were on a mission for fruit, vegetables and rotisserie chicken that she would prepare for our Sunday lunch together with Stu that afternoon.
What a luxury...straight from market to kitchen. By the time we left, Mad's carrier was so full that I offered to carry our hot, steamy chicken so as not to crush the rest of our delicate treasures. Little did I know, there were more treasures awaiting me Chez Stu and Mad. While catching up over cutting, chopping, and slicing all those courgettes, pomme de terres, and fraises; aromas of ail and epice oozed out of every corner of a kitchen to wrap our memories made with those in the making.
Mission accomplished! But for me...Montcuq was more than a mission-more tomorrow!
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