Suzanne later was so pleased with the lotions, she returned for more.

Now down to the comida corner, there are plates of moles, pork stews and chicken moles with every sort of traditional vegetable imaginable, prepared in an infinite amount of ways.

Plate lunches and tamales here.

Pick your own gordita ingredients here.

Not so many locals were to be found here but fashionable sun bonnets and debonaire Panama Hats predominated while serving to cover the fairest of them all.

Besides falling in love with this beautiful lady's French accent (her husband runs the fresh fish import business represented a couple of stalls down), I also fell in love with her cooking. God these quiches and deserts were to die for!

Suzanne and I both fall for her seductive marketing skills. This fancy French chocolate pie thingy I will never remember the name of will not last long in our refrigerator, but we'll give it a try anyway.

How is it the French stay thin, I ask. It is because only many of you in the US feel guilty for what you eat. Eating without gilt is the secret to remaining thin. (I'll have to remember that!)

Up for sale, plantable items as well.