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La Pomme de ma Tante

Apples today and jardins tomorrow...I need to paint a flower Ooopla.
We went to the Apple lady in the marché before getting lost on the way to Versailles yesterday.
What better snack to take than apples and handmade apple jus pur?
And everything comes from her farm in the Loire Valley.
She's really quite unique in the market with an extensive variety of apples
She has many regular customers, quite loyal too.
How else could she have such a big table? Comparable in size to the fishmongers.
I've always been a little hesitant to try her apples being still loyal to New York State apples myself...
But I gotta admit they are darn good. Some times you get the crazy idea that there are no other apples except New York State apples. It comes with the territory. Are you loyal to your state's apples?
This morning I ran a little test to see if I could bring home a chausson au pomme after the pool from boulangerie Pichard.
My loyalty to their apple 'danishes' knows no bounds. It rarely lasts more that a few feet from the bakery.
I thought maybe I'd paint it and popped it into my swim bag...
Remember the 'Marshmallow Test'?
5-year old kids were left alone for 15 minutes with a marshmallow and told they would get a second marshmallow if they didn't eat it? I know I would have flunked within seconds (a sure sign of one's future success if you could wait out the 15 minutes ahem).
Not only did I pass with flying colors but I only ate the apple compote inside! Wonder if it's too late to pass the marshmallow test at this stage in the game..?

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