Waiting for Poulet

There is a tent at the Coustellet market that sells wonderful roasted chickens. As the birds turn on their spits, the drippings fall on sliced potatoes and garlic. There are numerous grades and sizes of birds. There is always a long line. These people were just ahead of us and were trying to decide. We had no such problem. We got the farm raised, free range, eat bugs, scratch around, large bird with extra gravy and a double serving of potatoes. Then we wandered into the market and picked out our veggie of the day. Dinner was grand.