Spotted: S. Mann slipping into a patisserie.
Sarah and I at the Christmas market in Avignon
Just me and the olives
Darling Provencial town
My France family: Nikki, Frandel and Sarah
Nikki and I at the entrance to the factory
I am such a prime olive picker
Boris and Natasha make olive oilFrance is obsessed with the little luxuries.
For example- fancy jams ( with flavors like strawberry lemon ), cookies called macaroons (small, very colorful melt in your mouth with filling types), and apparently, olive oil.
They even have a festival devoted to the making of this useful substance that Rachel Ray has coined the term E.V.O.O. for.
In a small, Provencial town ( think Belle from Beauty & the Beast), there is a party devoted to the making, selling, and celebrating of olive oil.
Today, we attended such a thing, in three towns around Southern France.
There was a half hour tour of an olive oil making plant, then a quick lunch stop in the town with the festival...where booths were set up in a large tent ( think county fair).
The last stop on the days journey was in Avignon, a larger town in Southern France. The entire center of the town is surrounded by literal castle walls...like "lower the draw-bridge and let the knights in" status. It was SO cool.
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