Savour the variety of Easter chocolate on offer in France. From the multiplicity of French labels in the major supermarkets (the global brands compete for a look-in) to the local chocolate makers – every village has at least one – the choices are delightful, and affordable.
This charming hedgehog – herisson- nestling in his bag of grass from our local boulanger-turned-chocolatier for Easter.
Normandy is known for its seafood – moules, oysters, coquilles St-Jacques – so why not chocolate versions?
Hens are everywhere: a chocolate French hen is to be expected. 
No Easter Bunny in France. Instead, the bells are said to fly away from the churches and return with chocolate by Easter morning. So there are chocolate bells galore although I have no pictures. But here’s a cheeky Easter bunny from the supermarket.
Take a moment to look inside this cool, ancient edifice. The oldest, Romanesque sections around the choir were built between the eleventh and thirteenth centuries.
The gate and north tower were constructed starting in around 1485, and the striking gothic nave with aisles and side chapels were 
“What’s this?” cried the French children, seemingly disgusted. But the basket was nearly emptied, and it was the American candy, not the beautiful French candy, that went first as the children gorged themselves.
