Before the rooftops catch the sun, crates are coming off a truck and someone is hosing the stone clean while the awnings crank open one by one. Sixty-six watercolor-inspired illustrations follow that market from its first quiet hour to the walk home: figs and aubergines heaped past the lip of the crate, peaches glowing under striped canvas, the day's catch laid across crushed ice.

Down the row a vendor ties a loaf in brown paper. A thumb tests a tomato. A wedge of cheese vanishes into waxed paper, and a bag goes heavy with a baguette and the makings of the next great dish. You will buy more than you meant to and stay longer than you planned.