Today is the day of the big market in Selles-sur-Cher. I'm not going though, not this week. I enjoyed it with Bob and Norma two weeks ago (already two weeks!) I haven't seen today's weather report yet, but yesterday's said there was a chance of rain this morning. Anyway, I already have a chicken and a recipe I want to make — Poulet au vin jaune et aux champignons.
So I'm posting a couple of pictures here that I took in the lower Normandy town in Alençon back at the end of August. Every town in France has a weekly market, and some have more frequent market days. Saint-Aignan's is Saturday. In Alençon, we were just walking through, looking around, and, especially, looking for a restaurant for lunch. We found one. Then I took the train back to Saint-Aignan — a pleasant three-hour ride.
Our life right now is all about the back yard and the vegetable garden. Walt is busy cutting the hedge — an annual chore, theoretically, that is more difficult that usual this year because the work we were doing to get our new loft varnished painted meant all we could do about the hedge was watch it grow.
We haven't even played with our new toy — a chipper — yet. That's for this weekend. The abundant clippings from the hedge are all on the ground now. We'll turn them into mulch and spread that over one of the vegetable garden plots this weekend. I cleaned off a plot — the one where the tomatoes were — yesterday, so that we'd be ready.
I've been cooking tomatoes most days for a while now. Day before yesterday, I cooked several pounds of them into sauce. Then yesterday, with the sauce, I made a couple of liters of cream of tomato soup, with onions, garlic, bay leaves, butter, and vegetable broth. It went into the freezer to be enjoyed a week or ten days from now, when our friend Cheryl from California will be visiting.
It is almost light now, and I don't think it's raining. C'est presque l'heure de la promenade avec Callie. Then it'll be time to get that chicken in the pot.