Ripe n' Juicy

Although the Atlantic Ocean now separates me from the Jardin des Plantes, the memory of one morning I spent there is still as fresh as the scent of the hundreds of rose trees blooming along its garden paths.

You can't eat roses, but you can eat tomatoes. And who knew France had its own tomato festival? We saw this poster for the Festival de la Tomate all over the city.

Too bad the fest was being held the week after we left. The Château de la Bourdaisière in the Loire Valley sounded very inviting. According to the poster, visitors would be able to sample over 630 varieties of tomato. I'm sure I could manage to get through at least 50 before lunch.