Whenever we visit a new city, we like to check out the grocery stores. It’s such an interesting way to get to know the people and their culture. Franprix groceries are ubiquitous. We visited this one in the 10th arrondissement on our way to check out a restaurant. We discovered some pretty great stuff, and thought we’d share it with folks who might be curious what their French friends are eating.
First thing you see, right inside the door, is fresh produce. Even tho this store is small, there’s room for greens and vegetables.
While the aisles are narrow, the presentation is very appealing, and the open freezers are quite inviting. We did not know that tropicana made gazpacho in tetrapaks, but we would totally eat it if it was in Seattle.
There was a good selection of ready to heat and eat meals, including this beef bourguignon that looked quite acceptable.
I’ve seen squeezy bottle mayonnaise before – there was just something pleasing about these so I took a photo.
Here’s a look down a dry goods aisle – a little narrower than US Stores, but packed full of things you’d want to eat, and super clean and organized. How inviting.
We have Bonne maman jam, but I’d never met Mr. Biscuit. He’s darling! So cheerful.
These olives in a plastic bag are a smart idea. Save the space and waste of glass.
It makes sense – braised chicken chips – but this one I feel a little less enthusiastic about than, say, a Mr. Biscuit.
Over in the frozen aisle again, and here’s another brilliant idea – chopped frozen onions, shallots and basil, all ready to go. Love it!
Okay, I also love sugar man. He has some perspective to offer on life (c’est la vie) and perhaps a bit more depth than Mr. Biscuit? He seems very French. Plus he’s a wizard at juggling. Look at him! Also, if you’ll pardon a tangent for just a moment… Walking home from the Louvre this evening, we saw a woman/mime(?) giving a juggling performance in the crosswalk on a busy street at rush hour. She was really good – tossing, twirling, catching, this slow march thing… All with cars a few feet from her knees and pedestrians passing back and forth around her. It seemed uniquely Paris – like the sugar man and Mr. Biscuit.
This is an eight pack of Heineken. But before you get excited about an eight pack of beer, look again because these are tiny (or ‘small’ as the package says). What is the purpose of these tiny beers?
The next photo is for a bit of perspective. You could buy two cafe au laits for six euros OR you could buy any number of quite decent wines for the same price or less. If we were truly budget savvy, we’d just start drinking wine with breakfast. Worse things have happened.
And now, off to enjoy a crepe and a glass of wine at a street front cafe. Bon soir!