French Fromagerie

French make spectacular cheese. So of course a visit to a fromagerie was mandatory. With plans to go on a picnic later that day, we headed to a local market called Le Marche des Capuchins in Bordeaux. We scoped the array of cheeses. Pounds of round, uncut cheese topped with triangular wedges were displayed behind spotless glass. Soft cheeses, hard cheeses, aged, strong, mild and many more were cut to customers liking and wrapped up carefully as if a gift. Waiting our turn, we approached the counter with hesitation. Prepared to act an impressive display of charades, the young man behind the cheese counter mustered up his very impressive English and recommended us some splendid cheese while we waited to demonstrate our master charades trick another day. Our picnic consisted of St Nectaire Fermier, Comte aged 18 months (my favorite), and Brebis Fermier D’Estive with a cherry marmalade. From another stand around the corner, we picked up some kangaroo sausage, a fresh baguette and a pear. It seemed like the perfect combination for a lovely French picnic in a park along the river way.



Filed under Eurotrip, Food, France

2 responses to “French Fromagerie

  1. dan bliss

    Aaah this is one of the main / many reasons I wish I were french!

  2. lucky you! I love love cheese.

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