Chicago French Market

Perhaps you noticed that Aaron's PW recipe review was missing.

Perhaps you didn't.

We hitched up the wagon and went to town again yesterday.

The big town.

Chicago.

Aaron's been learning about France, and I wanted to do something 'French' with him, so we went to the French Market that recently opened in Chicago.

I told him he has to cook Julia Child's Boeuf Bourguignon next.

He's thinkin' I'm jokin.

I wanted to share some of the photos from yesterday. I get really camera shy out in public.

I want a T-shirt for me that says "I'm a Blogger" and one for Aaron that says,

"Stop Staring, I'm Homeschooled" Everyone looks at him like 'shouldn't that boy be in school?'

Gypsy Bacon? Does anyone know what Gypsy bacon is?

The market was full of vegetables and fruits, some organic, some not. Reasonably priced I thought. I got sweet red peppers for .99 a pound.

I loved loved loved this sign.

It was for a bread bakery.

"Bee Good" is their motto.

I'm drawn to anything bee related at the moment.

Homemade soaps.

Another thing I love, and used to make.

Gotta get that going again.

Gelato.

Another thing to add to my 'roll in naked' list.

How cute is this?

And this?

And this??

Aaron got a Vietnamese Pork Meatball Sandwich.

Hello Aaron...France....remember France?

What's with the sandwich?

My friend Barbara, always the adventurous eater got something called

"The Frenchman"

It had duck confit on it. Gack. Duck con-not-fit to eat is what I'd say.

I opted for a buckwheat crepe that had smoked turkey, swiss cheese, pesto, bacon and some greens. It was pretty good. I had a really hard time picking what to eat. Nothing really looked good to me.

These little jars of honey were adorable. $12 for about a cup of artisanal honey.

Wow.

I can't wait to get bees.

I fear I didn't really capture the spirit of the market. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and enjoying time with Aaron and my friend. It was a fun way to spend an hour or so, but not really something you should drive all the way to Chicago to see. If you are there, I'd say go! It's 131 N. Clinton. If you are an hour away from Chicago, like me, I say, stay home in your 'lounge wear' and knit.

I came home with four red peppers, a half a pound of sea scallops (for Glen, I wouldn't touch them), some fresh dill and cilantro. I wanted to buy a lot of things, but I just wouldn't fork over the money for it. $7 Ciabatta? I can make that. Jams, Jellies, soaps, etc...I can make those too!

Do you ever find yourself in that situation, or do you just buy it and enjoy it, and remember the fun day you had when you got it?

Curious minds want to know.