In my humble aspiration to eat seasonal, preferably organic veggies, I set a friend of mine to enquire in town at his usual organic market stall whether the guy delivers baskets of veg. I know the service exists in some parts of Montpellier, but as I can't get into town on a Saturday morning just to buy veg, I was rather hoping some keen little entrepreneur would take the effort out of organic shopping and offer a fresh, appealing basket of goodies somewhere near where I live.
Alas, the bio chap sells either from his farm or from his market stall on a Saturday. I am most welcome to go down to Marseillargues where he'll happily sell me a basket of veg, I was told. I'm sure! It's not quite what I had in mind...
Why not investigate bio veggies in the supermarket, I hear you cry. Well, the bio veggies in our local bio supermarket do not fill one with joy and delight generally. They look sad and at the end of their tether. They've probably been there a while and any vitamins they may have had have long since lost their verve.
The ones in Intermarche do not wow me either. Being sold under plastic rather defeats the object of the exercise, there is not much choice and I'm just not convinced that they are an improvement on normal veg. Which is why I want to buy them direct from the farmer - a selection of seasonal veg for a fixed weekly price and he chucks in what's available. That way, it's a constant surprise. This is the south of France; there should be a wide variety of veg on offer for much of the year, and maybe more choice of unusual veg; ones that you don't find in supermarkets, such as parsnips... or swedes even.
So hear me, all ye bio farmers of this here little corner of France. Come and sell me your veg. I will buy them with delight. Just make it a little easy for me. Pleeease!
Am I asking for the moon?