The Taste of France

When we return home, as we have now, we try to remember the differences of here and there. The most important for us is the freshness, the taste of the food, the beauty of the place which lives in the fruit and vegetables. It is not something that can be truly described. But when I come home, I am reminded again and again, how our food has been deluged with chemicals and processing to tastelessness. It may look good, but the flavor has been washed out of it somehow. Maybe it is our water or our soil, but it is a huge void. Maybe we are always eating so much because the food lacks flavor and we drown it in spices and sauces to make it taste like something, it can never achieve.

Something I found in our little shop in St. Remy and now notice in other shops is a peche de la vigne, it is an almost flat peach, which tastes so sweet and light, the way I remember peaches tasting as a child, and the taste I search for every summer when I eat even organic peaches and find them lacking.