we bought a baby wheel of fresh, creamy sheep cheese
from this gentle spirit
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23 comments:
Mmmm. Love those markets.
Charles de Gaulle made a famous comment about the difficulty of governing a country with several hundred different types of cheese.
Julie has a French connection on her Scottsdale Daily Photo site today and tomorrow.
I like cheeses but not goat cheese. This is a gentle-looking lady.
Oh wasn't it delicious and I was the lucky one who got to finish it after you left. Would far rather you'd be able to stay longer tho and we polished it off together. That lady had such a gentle face. I could imagine her milking her sheep and producing this delicious cheese.
Miam, miam!!!
V
Sounds delicious! The markets in France are so wonderful!
It's nice that people have different tastes. I'd not buy goat cheese but she appears to be a very nice woman with a very kind face. I'd probably buy some other kind of cheese if she had it.
Yum...we got wonderful locally made cheeses at a farmers market in S. Bethany, Delaware 2 summers ago. They must of been superb since I still remember them.
PS - you are not out of touch :) - the telltale signs for German tourists - pretty very blond girl, and father wearing socks with flip-flops (BINGO), boy wearing a polo shirt with non-sensical English writing
Say cheese!
PSS - you captured such a lovely expression
I am happy with just about any kind of cheese, but goat cheese is really, really special.
Wish we had more good cheese shops here altho the best one is quite close to mi casa.
I do not remember I saw or not the goat cheese ....
Off to fridge. I know I have goat's cheese in there... :-)
I hope you got some good bread to go with the cheese.
Oh, that made my mouth water with every word... What a sweet face she has and I bet that the cheese was fabulous. Do you bring any home?
Have a great week, mon amie!
Genie
I love taking pictures in markets. You can almost always get pleasant physical interactions and nice smiles. French and Italian cheeses are just wonderful!
Then perhaps we will visit her in August. We'd welcome your tips and advice.
How exciting to meet Jilly! I hope you had a grand time.
BIN LADEN'S DEATH MAY BE A FAKE!!
http://bizzarebloggin.blogspot.com/2011/05/bin-ladens-death-may-be-fake.html
Sheep cheese? Now that is new to me (though we do have a carabao cheese). How's the flavor compared to cow and goat cheese?
A great portrait. I can spend hours in those markets even without buying anything!
Golly, would you be allowed to bring the cheese home, as Genie imples. I know you didnt take any home with you as Jilly says here that she polishe it off. HOwever, here in Australia, we would not be allowed to bring cheese into the country. Bacteria in the product and all that ...
I'm so envious, I would love to be there with you girls! :)
No doubt the cheese is delicious!
Hugs
Léia
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