Doing the daily shop, French-style.
These aubergines are shinier than a militia man’s boots.
The lobster tank was looking a bit empty. I suspect there’d been a rush on lobster for cooling summer seafood platters.
This little piggy went to market, to hang out next to his brothers who are now a pair of delicious dried sausages. Oink oink.
Black-legged chickens with their heads ON, but running about no more.
Counting the chèvres…
Believe it or not, these rolls are called ‘hams’ of duck breast, and are stuffed with foie gras.
A trio of tapenades and other wicked treats to nibble with one’s apéro.
Legs of ham. With hoof or without?
Mimolette cheese (in case you were wondering). ‘Extra old’ says the label. You bet.
Extra old or prehistoric?
And to finish: Charentais melons in the Charente-Maritime.
The problem with travelling a lot is that it becomes easy to forget what’s on our doorstep. Recently, I’ve been re-visiting some of London’s markets so on Saturday, I put on my Fit Flops and walked to Portobello Road.
If you’ve seen Notting Hill, you’ll know all about the Portobello Road area. There are market days on Saturday each week, where (once you’ve adjusted to the sardine can conditions) you can buy everything from fresh courgettes to a second-hand fur coat. And yes, they even sell the furs in the London summer. (PETA supporters, please look away now.)
Apart from the crush of people, Portobello Market is great entertainment, even if you don’t want to buy anything. People walk around wafting vinegar as they munch on a cone of hot chips, or dribbling chocolate sauce from a street vendor’s crêpe. There’s always someone slightly mad, muttering weirdness under their breath as they wibble-wobble along the road, not to mention those who amaze with an eclectic dress sense.
I love checking out the stalls with their varied goods, or popping down to the fresh produce zone where the fruit and veg look so much more appetising than they do on a Tesco’s shelf.
If you want to get a jazzy new set of clothes and don’t mind the lack of changing rooms, you can pick up retro items or burgeoning labels,
or perhaps some original accessories,
or if it’s Bling that you’re after, there’s always the trusty ‘ALL ITEMS £5″ second-hand costume jewellery stall.
Being a huge fan of notebooks, this was my favourite:
So, if you find yourself in London and want to visit Portobello Road on a Saturday, bear the following in mind:
- it’s crowded. Bring a sense of humour because you can expect to be pushed and shoved and cursed at in the heaving throng of visitors to the area,
- bring cash – there are ATMs but they tend to have queues 10 deep and have been known to run out of cash mid-afternoon,
- but be careful with your valuables. In the Saturday crush, pickpockets have a field day.
- do bring your camera. There are so many wonderful and colourful things to see at Portobello,
- and wear decent walking shoes – you will be going up and down a long road on an incline.
- If you work up an appetite, yet find that all the eateries in the immediate area are full, walk down to Westbourne Grove, where there are more options to make your mouth water, but without the Portobello mayhem.
- Above all, this is a market that can be enjoyed just as much in mid-winter as it can on a warm summer’s day, and if it should rain when you visit, there are plenty of shops and covered market stalls to keep you interested.
- Nearest tube stops: Notting Hill Gate or Westbourne Park. Be warned that Notting Hill Gate will spew forth tourists like a rush of lava on Saturdays, so if you want to avoid this uncomfortable scene, grab an A to Z and head for somewhere like Westbourne Grove or Ladbroke Grove, then walk.
Next on the list: Borough Market