La Joie de Toulouse IV

Photo © Anne-Marie Minhall

I'm easily distracted, particularly when away on holiday. (RJ will confirm this).

My mind wanders erratically. 'What's that? That looks like a nice café. I smell garlic. That restaurant is busy so it must be good. What time is it? Ooh, flowers. Ooh, a food market. Church bells being pealed, lovely. What time shall I eat later. Ooh, a cat.'

See?

Interestingly though, (or not,) my mind is always geared to good timing.

My lunch in Toulouse is booked for 1215. The French have this meal from 1200-1400.

Not a minute earlier. Not a minute later.

I have fifteen minutes in the Victor Hugo Market before my birthday lunch at a local restaurant.

Yes, I'm celebrating in Toulouse.

It's a last scoot around the final aisles for a glance at du pain & du fromage.

Photo © Anne-Marie Minhall

Trying to take in the enormous amount of varieties proved was nigh on impossible. Some which caught the eye, (& the nose), included 

Tomme de Brebis - this is apparently the shepherd’s cheese of choice which would be accompanied by some black cherry jam. 

Le Rocamadour - a very dainty & pretty-looking goat cheese as is Le Pélardon.

Le Bleu des Causses - a creamy, salty blue number matured in limestone caves. 

Le Roquefort - made from the milk of ewes & one of the oldest known cheeses. In France it is called le fromage des rois et des papes.

Bethmale - is a semi-hard cow’s milk cheese that originates from the Pyrénées & is traditionally made with raw milk.

As for bread .. this was very special 

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A quick check on the clock & it's departure time. I didn't really want to leave but ..

Lunch awaits.

AMM