Summer is fast slipping away. The last of our figs have been eaten or made into confit. The vendange is under way and promises an excellent, if somewhat reduced, production of rosés and reds. The time has come to start packing up for our return to San Francisco. It’s always sad to leave – we’ll miss the glorious weather, the wonderful food and wine, the trips to Spain and Italy and to other parts of France, and of course, the vibrant local markets (including Bread Lady, overflowing with joylessness). But there’s the liveliness and diversity of San Francisco to look forward to, as well as our family whom we’ve been away from for too long.
To pique your interest and hopefully steer you in this direction someday soon, here are some pictures of our local market.