Walk to the Monastery of l'Annonciade

The Monastery of l'Annonciade sits way above Menton - and tomorrow we start the walk, which is really a sort of pilgrimage as we climb the Chemin du Rosaire and pass what I thought were the Stations of the Cross but are in fact the Stations of the Rosary. All will be revealed...

This photograph was taken from sea level at a distance of 1.4 kilometres, as the seagull flies, so that explains the grainy look to the photo. And yes, those are vines below the monastery - and vines mean wine!

Chess in the Jardin Biovès

A chess board and pieces, with the Jardins Biovès and hills as a backdrop. The 8th Open International Chess Tournament is taking place at the Palais de l'Europe (the building on the right with the flags) at the moment.

In the smaller photo, you see the poster, with one of Menton's beautiful steeples depicted as a chess piece, set against the facade of the Old Town.

Lunch for Three

Dogs are allowed in most restaurants in France - I love that. This couple are eating a plate of Fruits de Mer on the terrace of the Restaurant le Lido in the Place aux Herbes in Menton. Their Golden Retriever sits waiting - hoping for a morsel...I think he's got his eye on that lobster.

Fête de la Branda - Hot and Steamy

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This is the third year I've photographed the Fête de la Branda for Menton Daily Photo and so I won't do more than show this photograph of the process this time. (you can always look back to the beginning of October in previous years for more information.) Suffice to say the 'Branda' is the marc or eau de vie that is distilled from the twigs and grape skins after wine is made. It's very strong!

In the photo the alambic (still) is being emptied (see the steaming wheelbarrow) and the man on top is cleaning out the still, which is hot and hard work. Soon it will be filled with fresh grape skins and twigs and water of course and later we'll hear drip, drip, drip, as the 'fire water' drips into a plastic bucket.

Fête de la Branda - Touch

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"One touch of nature makes the whole world kin."

~ William Shakespeare

Fête de la Branda -Dogs à la Mode

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The Fête de la Branda in Gorbio draws an enormous number of visitors, many of whom bring their dogs with them.

Chihuahuas and pretty ladies who wear lots of jewelry seem to go together. Some people love them, some don't - they do seem to have become rather à la mode with so many actresses walking around with them in their handbags...

These two live in Ventimiglia, just across the Italian border. The long-haired one is called Shogun and the smooth-haired white one is called Tokyo and as you can see in the last photo, little Tokyo isn't just a lap dog - he has no fear of a dog bigger than himself.

In the cage behind them, are chickens and guinea pigs for sale.

Fête de la Branda -the Proud Mama

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Would you have known, looking at the first photograph, that this lady is proudly holding a baby goat?

Hopefully he wasn't the one who emptied the pie dish.

Fête de la Branda -Pissaladière & Pichade Mentonnaise

This lady has been cooking since 6 a.m. and is selling her pissaladière outside her house.

Pissaladière is a speciality of this area, particularly Nice. I suppose you could call it a type of pizza - the base is pâte à pain - a bread dough made with flour, olive oil, yeast, salt and pepper. It's filled with onions that have been cooked very slowly and then garlic, anchovies and those small and tasty Niçois black olives are added. This lady has prepared some without anchovies, as not everyone likes them.

Some are made with tomatoes which is when Pissaladiere becomes Pichade Mentonnaise - a speciality of Menton.

All for one euro a slice. Not bad, eh! You are looking at my lunch that day and delicious it was too.

Fête de la Branda -Argan Oil

The stall holders in Gorbio are getting ready for the day. This lady will be selling products made from huile d'Argan (argan oil) and as you see, she's having a fair amount of trouble fixing her publicity material. In the last photo, she's waiting for a fellow stall holder to give her a pin or clip to fix it.

Argan Oil comes from the seed of a Moroccan tree called arganier spinosa - you can read about its properties by clicking on the link.

Fête de la Branda - Clip-Clop on the Cobbles

It's not often you see donkeys in Gorbio village - or good looking donkey handlers, come to that.

The occasion was the recent Fête de la Branda and this year the organisers planned an animal area at the top of the village in front of the Château.

Makes you think of how it would have been in medieval times, as you hear the clip-clop, clip-clop of the donkeys' feet on the ancient cobbles - a sound I just love.

Alain Delon and the Young Girl

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A young Alain Delon on the cover of a book and a pretty young girl lunching at Le Balico in Menton. I love that the patron displays interesting books around the tables.

Note: Since posting this, sadly Le Balico has been sold and is now under new management and with different decor.

Pink

A metre or so along from yesterday's lady on a bench is this tree - behind it, the sea. Looking at the flower I thought it must be an orchid tree - a Bauhinia - but the leaves are not Bauhinia leaves and the flower is more rigid. Does anyone know what it is?

P.S: Thanks so much to Semi who left a comment that this is Chorisia Speciosa.

Heaven and Earth...

We're back in Menton just in front of the market building. (This was taken 9 days ago -it's a little chillier now)

Lord! when you sell a man a book you don't sell just twelve ounces of paper and ink and glue - you sell him a whole new life. Love and friendship and humour and ships at sea by night - there's all heaven and earth in a book, a real book.

~Christopher Morley

Ventimiglia Market - the Peg Dolls

Presumably these are children's toys. In this climate, pegs don't need to be kept warm, so yes, they must be toys...

"All words are pegs to hang ideas on." ~ Henry Ward Beecher

Ventimiglia Market - Emilia, the Carpet Dog

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We're back at the Friday market in Ventimiglia today. So many of the stallholders have dogs. This one, a French bulldog called Emilia looks most indignant at having her photograph taken and her owner looks somewhat bemused.

They live in San Remo, just along the Ligurian coast from Ventimiglia.

Ventimiglia Market - Fish Eyes

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If you didn't care for yesterday's tentacles, today we have fish - all sorts of fish and all so fresh. And in the smaller photo - shellfish with amazing eyes, if indeed they are eyes and not a pattern as on a peacock feather?

"Govern a small nation as you would cook a small fish. Do not overdo it."

~ Lao Tzu

Ventimiglia Market - the Cephalopods

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We're in the Fish section of Ventimiglia's main covered market (fruit, vegetables, meat, fish, flowers) which is in the centre of the town - not far, though, from the famous Friday market.

We're in the fish section. Squid (calamari), octopus (polpi) and cuttlefish (seppie). Hard to imagine Italian cooking without them.

Do you like octopus , squid and cuttlefish?

Ventimiglia - the Look

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It's 10.30 a.m at a restaurant opposite Ventimiglia's Friday market. Empty tables. Too early for lunch.

No one notices these two as everyone is busy shopping.

Ventimiglia - the Wild Kittens

Wild kittens under the footbridge we saw the other day. Mother cat looks up, never taking her eyes off them.

People had thrown down food and one lady stood for at least half an hour just staring at them.

Ventimiglia - the Conversation

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“There is no such thing as a worthless conversation, provided you know what to listen for."

~ James Nathan Miller