Zut! Just after I
walked into La Tuile à Loup,
the owner of the shop was presenting a customer with two cassoles that he’d
retrieved from his store-room, to choose from. As the customer scrutinized
each one, I also was eying them both longingly, with the same feeling that
you get when you’re at a flea market and someone is holding something that
you really, really
want, and gently negotiating with the vendor. But there’s nothing you can
do except wait for that precise moment when they set it back on the table
and their hand unclenches the object. And it’s fair game, and ripe for the
taking.
No such luck for me, as
of the two presented, the guy took the one that I wanted. (The other one
that was for sale was just like the one I have.
Although thou shall not covet another’s cassole,
I wanted the one, shown – that he bought – because it had straighter sides.
And because greed is not a sin – at least in my book – I felt it okay to
want both.)
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