Like I said before, you often see meat that resembles its former life, which reassures the French that they're getting what they paid for. Another thing I like is that you know where your meat is from. The beef at the butcher's stand was from Forges-les-Eaux, and I know Forges is in Normandy, where cows are happy and well-fed, so I'm more confident buying that meat than some unidentifiable hunk in a supermarket chain. And the traçabilité of meat is another important thing here - you can trace a piece of meat all the way back to the cow it came from. You'll also see signage in restaurants stating the provenance of today's beef selection.
I also learned that going to the market with a child gets you extra goodies. C. was offered a flower by one vendor, and a bit of cheese by another. Of course, we bought plenty of cheese to earn that sample. Just look at the selection...and this is just the part I could fit in the pictures.
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