Haute Coutre - en chocolat of course. |
Thomas and I try to take full advantage of these events to discover the flavors of our new home. Friday, Thomas and I went to the Salon du Chocolat. In two week we'll head to the Salon du Vignerons Indépendents (independent wine makers). And we are holding our breaths for Salon Saveurs where artisans who make all the good accoutrements that together make up a wonderful evening (prosciutto, cheese, wine, and chocolates).
In our past American life, we would be hiking to Great Falls along the C&O towpath and admiring the fall foliage. There aren't really forest full of changing trees in this country. You might have one maple planted randomly in front of someone's house, but France makes up for this dearth of autumnal signage in other ways. While France lacks the hardwood trees that would paint the countryside a spectacular array of colors, it does have a wonderful selection of expositions that would make any gourmand cash poor in a few weeks.
If you can't something sweet somewhere, they find a way to put it there.
There is actually four chocolate fountains at this station.
We got a sugar rush by just breathing.
Everyone in France was there.