The Christmas Market of Montpellier was shown up. Twice. Paris has multiple Marchés de Noel, and they are all pretty spectacular. I went to two of them in one day somehow.
There are just unending stalls selling anything you can imagine, and you are bombarded with smells of hot wine, frying sausages, immense plates of tartiflette, curried chicken, kebab, and plenty of other specialties.
I sampled at least a few shots of liqueur, from Maple Syrup flavored whiskey, gin, cognac, to crunchy pralines and soft nougat from people who wanted to sell me bags upon bags of it. I was… overwhelmed.
Fifty Shades of Grease Publishing 