When we were in the 11th, in 2014 and 2019, Bastille was our go-to market. (Pix here.) It is still attractively large and diverse, and very popular on Sunday mornings, though not as nearby for us as it once was. Despite a navigational error, we still got there in time to walk the whole market plus enjoy some snacks.
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The navigational error at least afforded us some insight
into why the area is called Sevres-Babylon |
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| All quiet at the cheval stand...despite horse meat being halal... |
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| Also hot dogs and pizza in the cuisine authentique... |
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Vicki taking a picture of me in the long line at one of
the 4 oyster bars in the market |
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Thus; the #1s in the green basket were humongous
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There were 3 serveuses and this one guy shucking at the
rate of about, I kid you not, 10-12 per minute; I can do
one in a couple/three minutes, but then have to stop to
clean wounds, stanch the flow of blood, apply bandages,
etc. |
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| Fascinating; I think the secret is to be bold and to wear protective gear |
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| Porcine spare parts (head to toe) |
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| Your cardiologist would not approve (salt cod) |
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| Little ice cream cone-like pastries |
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Purchase of the day...a beautiful cutting board from Corsica, heavy
as iron; perfect for a Costco poulet roti |
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All the street toilettes now have a urinaire...it's a tiny
space, however...oblique shots are best, avoiding the ricochet... |
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| X=0, Y=0 |
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