The market in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue: Gourmet Chick in France

The weekend market in the Provencal town of Isle-sur-la-Sorgue is most well known for its antiques, but as usual it was the food which captured my attention. The small town is ringed by a river, with the market stalls lining the banks and then continuing on into the centre of the town, sprawling around the church.

Antique section of the market – anyone fancy a giant clock?

In typical French style there are multiple cheese stalls to select from all featuring huge wheels of Comte and Brie. The cheesemonger helpfully sliced my purchases for me so they were easy to eat in a baguette purchased crusty and piping hot from the local boulangerie.


One of the many brilliant cheese stalls also featuring that other French classic – saucisson!

There was a seafood stall selling oysters shucked to order as well as a man with the cutest little puppies in the world. He was trying to raise money for a dogs home although I was a little suspicious he was just preying on the French’s love for le chien.





Not to mention the colourful stands stocking olives, dips and herbs.


The beautifully arranged olives stall

However, the stall with the most appetising smell was rotisserie chicken stand where plump chickens turned, slowly tanning on the spit. In a move of pure genius hot chips were scattered underneath the chickens so they could bathe in the chicken fat.



The rotisserie chickens

The market is held on Sunday mornings in Isle-sur-la-Sorgue, Provence, France.

Some traditional Provencal baskets – perfect for carrying all your market goodies home
If you liked reading this you might be interested in my review of the lovely Crillon le Brave hotel in Provence or another Provencal market in Aix-en-Provence.


  1. Amazing photos! Makes me want to be there.

  2. It sounds like an idyllic sort of place, I would love to visit one day soon. Those poor dogs look like they need a nice home…

    Luiz @ The London Foodie

  3. I visited Isle sur la Sorgue market just over a year ago, and the memory that stands out is my having made a low-ball offer for an antique sign, resulting in the vendor being pretty pissed off. Not quite like an Asian or Middle-Eastern market, lol. I ended up just buying soaps, dish towels and salamis at the end farthest from the antiques.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *