Okay, so Easter was a few days ago, but I can’t resist sharing these photos. First up, the radish rabbits created by my favorite produce vendor at the boulevard Raspail market. I love the teeny-tiny radish that’s perched there, like a snack. A cannibal bunny!
I went shopping for Easter chockie at the venerable chocolatier, A la Mère de Famille. Their store in the 9th at 35 rue du Faubourg Montmartre dates to 1761! The shop is full of old-fashioned details, like these tiles on the floor.
Or this display case, which still offers sugarplums.
In the window, I spotted a multitude of chocolate chickens in chocolate pots, waiting for their chocolate eggs to hatch.
I find the intricacy of these hollowed, chocolate-filled eggs, amazing.
Crack open the egg, remove the shell, and you’ll find a fudge-like mixture of chocolate-hazelnut praliné.
(That chunk of chocolate in the photo above is a quarter of an egg.)
Eggs, eggs, eggs. Very popular Easter shape. But no bunnies. Instead, there’s the cuddly Easter…
Fish. Okay, maybe I can accept the fish as an enduring symbol of Easter, but what about the…
Easter bell?! Désolée — bells symbolize Christmas in my book.
By the way, the small ocean-themed chocolates above are called “friture,” which usually means the fried plates of seafood eaten at the shore. Here, it’s a jokey reference to the larger chocolate poisson.
Whether you ate the dorsal fin of a chocolate fish or the ear of a chocolate bunny, I hope you had a sweet beginning to spring.