Like almost everything in the Luberon, it takes on different forms and colors according to the season of the year. In winter, it is a small intimate affair where almost everyone knows each other and it is the social meeting place to catch up with friends. In spring, it may be a mad scramble to get everything needed before the next heavy shower. In summer, it becomes a training ground for the upcoming rugby season as hundreds of visitors cram into the narrow streets and the stall-filled plaza. Yet, despite the multitude, it is still a magical place.
We have our regular favorites. Today we bought some really ugly tomatoes from Didier Challet, because we know they will taste great, like the rest of the fruits and vegetables that he grows. His stall is at the top of the steps in the plaza. At the bottom of the steps, we got some of the best lemon tarts you can find. We get roast ham and chicken from another regular. Another favorite stall holder goes down to Barcelona every month to collect spanish hams and we always get some from him.
Besides food, there are plenty of other things to see, admire or buy. Today we bought an additional copy of a photo we already have in our house to give to our daughter.
Either Jerzy Nems or his wife are usually at the market near the centre of the village and he takes some magnificent photos.
After finishing our shopping and chatting with a few friends, it is time to go to the center of the village to have a Pastis at the Cafe de L'Ormeau, a scene captured in several of Isirdi's paintings.
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