French food - it fits for the gods

When I had lunch today, I thought the best idea for my next blogpost might be the introduction to one of the best things in France:

                             Food.

Everyday I ride my bike to the next village called Bangor to buy croissants and baguettes for our pétit déjeuner. Bangor is not as tiny as Calastren, but I would still call it a little village in the country. Bangor owns a lovely boulangerie and a supermarket. The supermarket is really really small, there is barely enough space between the shelves to move. Nevertheless, the supermarket offers everything which is necessary for running a good household.

 There are loads and loads of different kinds of breads and rolls in Bangor's boulangerie, I like to show you some of my favorites.

The bread on the top is called pavé tradition. This bread is a typical bread from Brittany. Its crust is really crispy and strong, while its inside is soft and easy to chew. It has its own special flavour and my mom really likes it.

The bread below is called pain. Its not called pain because it's painful to eat or to bake it, pain is simply the french word for bread. Its crust is much more softer than the pavé tradition one. Furthermore, the pain is more similar to the baguette, even if it still has some characteristics of a bread. My dad really likes the pain.

This bread is almost a baguette. The people from Brittany call it baguette tradition (you see: the word tradition is a really decisive word in Brittany) and its crust is way softer and thinner than the pavé tradition and the pain one. As I said, it's almost a baguette, but its crust is still a bit to crispy and strong for the baguette tradtion to be a real normal baguette.

I really like this baguette because it is so close to the original one, but still has its own, well... extra special.

This is just a little selection of bread and baguette types from Brittany, but I think showing up the most important ones is best for now.

We had a really nice lunch today: french wine and some real baguette... But I have to confess we cheated a bit in preparing a french lunch. The salad, the bread, the wine... everything's really french, but we couldn't miss our favorite food: some italian pasta.

This had been delicious! We spend the morning with some food-shopping in Le Palais, the harbourtown of Belle ile en mer. Having been passing some boulangeries and patisseries, we came home withdelicious brioche, tarte au chocolat and misérable. 

                                                                       
                                                                        ♥Brioche♥

♥Misérable♥

                     ♥Tarte au chocolat♥

 I am really enjoying the time here, even if it is raining right now. The food, the people, the nature and the weather - everything fits together, like a huge beautiful impressionistic painting. It feels like I am dreaming a pretty real dream and I can't believe yet I don't have to wake up.

With love,

xoxo wanderlust