Vieux Nice, Provence, France
Bread and salt never quarrel”
Russian Proverb
Every country has its little oddities. In Italia, it was pasta, everywhere pasta. The truck stops on the autostrada had selections of pasta for sale (presumably catering to the Ferrari-driving market, on their way home to Modena) that would put the best gourmet shops back home to shame.
Here in France, it’s salt and soap. An incongruous mix, to be sure, but everywhere, on every corner of Vieux Nice, it seems, there is a stand selling soap from Marseilles, and salt from (one presumes) the oceans.
Salts of any variety of flavour combination are waiting to be sampled. Ginger and green tea, anyone?