Pepe Le Puy

All the introductions are over and the handshakes and smiles have been shared. I think we have all settled down just a bit Those how have had jet lag should have recovered be now. This weekend I found myself in a rag tag group of females (story of my life) journeying in a neighbouring town of Yssingeaux called Le Puy. It was about a half an hour drive away from where I am. The drive alone was cool...I can see why people backpack their way through Europe...the landscape is beautiful. We passed a castle and some other structure that were breathtaking. On arriving to Le Puy, we decided to the drift towards the centre of the village passing the ever omnipresent patesserie and like the pastry chefs in training we all are walked into one and stared at everything they had in the display case. Soon each of us left the store with our own little bundles of joy that were waiting to be eaten. And that's what did next...found a place to sit down to take pictures and dissect the petite four gateaux. I bought a rather large pink macron that was filled with pastry cream, lycee and raspberries. It was good!!

After we all got off on the flavours and the overall presentation of what we just ate we decided to wonder around the farmers market and the flea market that was up. As the some of the girls flocked to the shoes and the clothing I moved towards the olives and cheese and mushrooms!!!

Next we drifted to the monuments in the town. the Notre Dame du Puy, L'Egisle de St. Michael et Le Virgn. In the town apparently the running joke is: Have you been in the Virgin. And I can successfully say 'yes I have' after climbing those stairs was not not going into her. LOL. I made a funny.

I love being in foreign countries..the people watching is such an event. Most of the women and some of the men look like they come out of a bloody Vogue magazine. Anyway the first day is soon to begin and I have prep work to done. Peace out cyberspace. Z.