Shopping for your meals in France is an adventure. The walk through the streets, edged with vendors selling their fresh wares is wonderful. The colours, the smells, the sounds all adds to the event. For us at home it is often just a chore to be done once a week. Get in and out as fast as possible, and hopefully not forget anything so you don't have to make another trip before week ends. Here at least for the older people shopping is a social event. Today we took our French Cooking Class with Cookin with Class. The first thing we did was meet Pino our teacher at the metro station. His lime green wheeled shopping trolley was our sign that he had arrived. Typically French looking, he was a delight. He has been back in France for several years now having married a New Yorker and spent 10 years there.