The flavours of Christmas

This time of the year I can’t help but take pictures of everything…of course I wished my camera took better pictures ( did you hear that Santa?) Every where I go takes me back and I feel the urge to grasp the moment. Walking around La Rochelle Market the other day I was [...]

sunday walk in La Rochelle


The old market stall holder

Every Saturdays I visit his stall, I buy whatever gorgeous celery or mache he has on display. It is never a quick affair. A brief glance at my watch and I take my space in the queue . I look at his hands. Big hands with half a finger missing. I [...]

I love it here…

My saturday ritual to La Rochelle ’s buoyant market leads me straight to my goat man.
A very proud man whose collection of goat cheese becomes a magnet for the likes of people like me . The queue does not direct you away… au contraire I take my place in [...]