A feast for the eyes

Joanne C. Gerstner

This farmer's market offered a tempting detour on the way to the tennis courts at Roland Garros.

PARIS -- One of the fantastic things in Europe is to stumble upon farmer's markets. Today, in my daily Metro-combo-walking voyage to get to Roland Garros, there was a lovely market set up on the corner of my subway stop.

The market is held every Wednesday and Saturday, and it is tucked away in a little triangle-shaped strip of land that's no more than a plus-sized median. But do they ever pack in the vendors: fresh veggies, fruits, fish, meats, cheeses, breads and pastries and even some rugs, antiques and clothes.

The fishmonger was especially amazing to watch, as customers picked the fish they wanted, and he'd slice and dice it into beautiful fillets in a minute or two. I would have loved to do some shopping -- and later some serious cooking -- from the offerings at market.

Alas, this time around, I just have to enjoy looking at everything.