We stroll over the desert streets of the old centre of Nancy.
The milky morning mist, which had welcome us when we arrived is fading away,
leaving place to a glorious blue sky,
which match well the colours of the town.
Nobody is around, either all the inhabitants are at work or they are hidden somewhere to create new recipes based on Bergamot or Mirabelle plums.

Actually we have found out that in the lovely town of Nancy (as probably in all the region of Lorraine) they are nicely obsessed with Bergamot and Mirabelle plums that are present every where and under all culinary forms.
I dare to say that at a very low voice…nearly whispering…
Sergey and I tasted conscientiously several dishes and sweets with bergamot flavour…and both of us deeply disliked it!
I hope all kind people of Nancy will forgive us.