Each year, to the Candlemas, the Black Virgin leaves the crypts of the Saint-Victor's abbey for a morning procession, and the Marseillais of all horizons offer some « shuttles », a small pale biscuit shaped into a craft. The longitudinal and inflated by the cooking slit of this delicacy also returns to more explicit images, what a smooth and dish calisson of Aix could not allow...
For a refined enough ready-to-wear clothes shop dedicated to women, very inlaid of wild cherry wood and purple wood, the free yet rejoicing temptation to decline with the envi of the stylized evocations of this shuttle : as a padded pattern on the parquet floor, as a dresser top, as a handle of the entry door, as a display unit, as an estrade… and as an ultimate wink -also in order to open a cupboard- to slip the hand there.