Wednesday Market in Grasse

On Wednesday I had some extra time to kill before my bus, so I walked around in Grasse and found a market that is apparently in Grasse every Wednesday. Most of the stalls were selling clothing, but there were also various crafts and food. I bought an assortment of 15 small pastries that were very yummy. As I passed a table selling tapenade, among other food items, the man at the table insisted that I try a sample of red pepper tapenade on bread. While I ate my sample, he told me about all of the other varieties of tapenade he was selling, and then asked me if I was familiar with them. When I replied that I was not, he asked me which region of France I was from. I always get really excited when French people think I’m French, so that made my day. When I replied that I was from the United States he seemed impressed and then insisted that I try the black olive tapenade because it is a local specialty, and then he would “stop bothering me.” I don’t really like black olives, but he seemed excited to share it with me, so I tried it and it was surprisingly not too bad, for olives.