Grocery shopping is fun

My friend Stefani said, as we set off, I love grocery shopping in foreign places! And I realized, I do, too.

We shopped in Dinan at the local Monoprix, which I'd remembered fondly from the trip with my French teacher in 1981. And no wonder--the downstairs is all clothes and cosmetics, just about, whereas the upstairs was all food, including an impressive meat and cheese counter. We sought out fresh milk (I find the flavor of the UHT shelf-stable milk off-putting), yogurt, and other sundries… including ketchup that shouted its name.

We also found the big brother, if not the daddy, of all Baby Bels.