I’ve been searching for the perfect word to sum up the French markets I’ve visited... The sights! The color! The sounds! The smells! The food! ... The smell of buttered chickens roasting to perfection combines with hand-milled lavender soaps, and grilling garlic, so that the dogs at your feet drool and whimper along with you. {More on markets, food and the French version of fitness in Bonjour 40}