Spring in France is packed with long weekends. Today is the pont(bridge) holiday between 1 May (a much more major holiday than I anticipated) and the weekend. We’ve got friends coming to town, so I went down to La Grande Epicerie to stock up on cheese and some hard-to-find items like Worcestershire sauce for the inevitable Bloody Marys.
I tried taking pictures but was thwarted on several fronts. First I was informed that photos of the pastry case were not allowed. Who do they think they are? Couderc didn’t mind. Arnaud Larher didn’t mind. Neither did Fauchon. Or Gérard Mulot. Or Stohrer. So that was annoying. Then, as I was attempting to photograph the sign in the international section that read “Tex-Mex / Espagne” another Grande Epicerie employee came rushing over to tell me that there was not to be any picture-taking. This, of course, cemented the decision to post all my photos of the place, whether they looked good or not. (I know, so juvenile.) Alas, the world is not meant to see photos of the Grande Epicerie. Something happened to my memory card and I didn’t get any photos at all! Sorry.
But let me just say this: La Grande Epicerie is not all that. Sure, they have some nice chocolates, teas, and jams. But I know better places to get those. The cheese selection is good, but not amazing (except possibly how much they’re charging). It is, however, the only place I have found things like Worcestershire sauce, Coleman’s dried mustard, and McCann’s Irish Oatmeal. This is probably because I haven’t yet found any British or Irish specialty shops. But I will. And the next time I need beef jerky, marshmallow fluff or Jiffy Pop, you’ll know where to find me: under the sign that says “Etats-Unis / Canada / Allemagne.” (That’s US / Canada / Germany for you non-francophones.)
That said, I’m off to enjoy the rest of the weekend.