Bonjour!

Seen an ad in the local newspaper about a French market in a shopping mall this weekend. Of course I couldn't stay at home, knowing there's something different in this town!

They were selling soaps, leather goods (belts, bags, etc.), dried fruits, olives, jams, wooden toys, biscuits and tarts, breads, crepes, etc. It's a small version of Continental Market which was held in the town centre last year and the year before. Lucky that they don't come every month, or I would be fat and broke very quickly. Everything is lovely but very expensive for the ordinary folks in this town.

Got a coconut bun and a vanilla bun for my girls. (I'm soooooo generous today for a change.) Spotted baklavas and bought some for myself, making excuse as a Mother's Day treat. I love the heavy sweetness and crispy, soggy texture of the pastries... Yes, my diet is out of the window today but baklavas are my once-a-year treat, any way. (I shouldn't move to the Middle East for my waistline's sake.)

Hold on, why do they call the market "French Market"?? Baklavas are Arab pastries, aren't they?? And there was a stall selling chocolates by a small local factory. But all the signs in the town said "French Market". Oh, I don't know what is wrong with the organizers. (I don't care, though, as long as they sell baklavas.)