One of my favourite places is the Ariege. To me this is one of Frances best kept secrets. The air is clear, the sky is blue and the mountains are high. But best of all are the tranquil villages holding farmers markets where the produces are fresh, tasty and local. Food! Food! Food! What more can you ask of France?
During my last visit I was prompted to eat a strawberry with my champagne. Never one to pass up the bubbly, I indulged. I took a sip of the wet stuff and bit into the strawberry. My senses stood to attention. My taste buds threw a carnival and I’m sure I made some interesting noises. The strawberry was succulent, luscious, tart, moist and ripe. Flavour flooded into my mouth. Eating strawberries became an erotic experience.
So if you want a succulent experience grow your own strawberries or buy organic. They really do have taste. Then indulge in champers and strawberries with some fellow wild women. It is a great way of adding flavour to your life.
Go with the Flow
Struggle is rowing up stream with one paddle when everything you want is down the river
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