My first taste was during the Menton Citrus Festival in February. Some pusher on the street was handing out samples. I guess you could say it was peer pressure…I was trying to be agreeable. I generally pass on samples because I’m afraid they’ll make me buy something. That was the least of my worries.
The substance? Mille et un miels, Delice au miel au Citron de Menton (Honey with essence of the coveted Menton lemon). I’m pretty sure whatever they put in Starbucks Mocha Frappucinos (a habit I had to move to France to break), is also in this honey. Something evil and irresistible.
I remember the flood of pure bliss when the honey first hit my lips. My body was unprepared for the seratonin surge of lemony-honey goodness. I think I blacked out for a few moments. My friend Angela found me dazed on the sidewalk with a huge smile on my face and the plastic spoon still in my mouth.
I talked her into trying the honey (please don’t judge me, my intentions were good—I just wanted her to experience the pleasure, I swear!). The next thing you know we were both in the store buying a couple of jars each.
Since then, all my thoughts and actions have revolved around this nectar of the Gods.
I’ve been stocking up on honey paraphernalia. I’ve googled the health benefits of honey. The side effects. Honey recipes. The dangers of eating too much honey. The history of honey. Honey as medicine. Signs of an overdose. You name it. Sometimes I have to rush home and indulge when the vague thought of a baguette, goat cheese and lemon honey has me jonesing for a hit.
Two jars don’t even last me through the following week. Granted, the jars are small (about 2/3 of a cup per jar) but it’s clear this is going to be a problem. Especially since the minute I opened the second jar, I began to worry about how to get more. As the jar empties, my worry rises to panic. The voice in my head becomes shriller: Gotta get more. Gotta get more. GOTTA GET MORE! QUICKLY, BEFORE I RUN OUT! The mere thought of facing a morning without lemon honey slathered on toast/yogurt/fruit/ricecake/oatmeal/baguette/croissant/my hand… fills me with despair. I long for simpler days, when a cup of coffee was enough.
I make the 50 minute train ride to Menton a few days later under the pretext of visiting the Cocteau museum on the waterfront. It’s very nice; a glaringly modern (yet elegant) building that stands out with Menton as its charming old-world background. It seems entirely fitting. There’s a lot of art, ceramics and stuff. But enough about Cocteau!
I buy four more jars of honey and head on home. On the train, I begin to worry that four jars isn’t enough. I’m already giving a jar to a friend as a thank you gift. Oh jeez. That only leaves me three jars. And I will probably give another jar as a birthday gift. Two measly jars? That won’t last two weeks! They need to make these jars in a large economy size!
I consider getting off in Monaco and going back for more, but I’m tired and the four jars of honey are pretty heavy. And then there’s the embarrassment of going back in and buying more jars the same day. The shop girl will judge me.
Then I notice the flyer in my shopping bag. There’s a website . Maybe they sell this stuff a little closer to Antibes.
I hurry home and peruse the website over a refreshing cup of iced honey. I discover there’s an online boutique and immediately order five more jars which will be delivered in two days.
The e confirmation arrives. For the first time in weeks, I have this overwhelming sense of peace and that all is right with the world.
Postscript: I gave one jar to Michel, who called me immediately after trying it and told me his mouth had an orgasm and he was about to smoke a cigarette and take a nap. I gave another jar to my friend Joc. The following day, she chased me down the street holding out wads of cash, asking me to get her more next time I go to Menton. Hmmmm, this might be a good way to support my habit.
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