Tuesday, October 8, 2013

The Best Thing Since Sliced Bread

Spotted in the South of France: A babe wearing a kaleidoscope print Mena dress. 
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It was said with much earnestness, while vacationing in Provence; that the best thing since sliced bread is unsliced bread.
How and when did sliced bread set the bar for greatness? Those gummy tasteless loaves....?

A crusty chunk ripped from a still warm baguette, spread with fig jam and topped with gooey camembert is simply perfection.


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"How provincial" we snickered as we eagerly tucked in to our bread/cheese/wine lunch for the 3rd/4th/5th day in a row. hahaha...


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The only thing that made the bread tastier was acquiring it. Biking down the one lane road from our cottage to the nearby medieval village took you on a journey through lavender scented fields dotted with grazing goats in snowey white coats.


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 At the Boulangerie in the sleepy village of Meyrargues I was able to use my rudimentary french. "Rustic" I like to call it. 
"Je voudrais trois baguettes, un pain au chocolat√©, et deux palmiers, s'il vous plais." 
It is very telling that the extent of my french involves baked goods. 


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With my still warm purchases in a knapsack slung over my shoulder I would ride home; the hilltop castle that stands sentry over the village growing ever distant. I confess I was tempted to stop at one of the numerous bridges, swing my feet over the cool creek and start munching. No one knew what I purchased so none would be missed....but I resisted. 



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I think that's what I appreciated the most about my trip. How magical the mundane day to day activities were. I bike to the grocery store often at home but in Provence it was elevated to an absolute fairy tale.




Who needs to lug around a big camera anymore when you have an iPhone?.  Thanks for sharing my trip with me. instagram at misty_menaberry ~XOXO

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