Source: Cookham To Cannes: The South of France – Lobsters & Lunatics by Brent Tyler | Goodreads
This is a light, easy, quick book about failing miserably in England and moving to France. Interestingly enough it seems that most travel/moving/emigration books I pick up start with people being miserable in England and moving somewhere else. I’ve never lived in England; it must be pretty bad given the emigration books per capita.
But I digress. This book is a series of events being “guardians” (which sounds a lot better in French than in American English) on various properties in France. The owners are wacky, mean, and generally speaking insane. Also the owners are British which I guess continues the thread of people from England being miserable in one way or another.
Worth reading? Sure, if you’re looking for a lightweight, easy read between heavier things. I enjoyed it.
via No More than a Litre of Wine a Day, recommends a 1950s French Sobriety Poster
Absolutely lovely post about wine and wine consumption in France. The pictures and artwork alone are worth the price of reading the article. And the article is fascinating:
- Wine was not the common French drink until World War I. A cheap *plonk* was supplied in the trenches.
- Wine as we know it today is not what wine has always been like. In the Medieval period wine was cheap, thin – fermented grape juice with none of the polish of the 20th century (although how they know this about Medieval wine is not clear)
If your New Year’s resolution was to drink less… perhaps this article will help clear things up. In vino veritas as they say.
The big apartment move starts today
Source: Checking in as we check out | Bricin
It’s hard to believe that five years ago we started to pack our Paris apartment and then move back to the United States. I don’t know if the surprise really is how long we’ve been gone or how incredible the memories still are.
Living in France is still part of the long-term plan, just not quite yet.
Lovely lunch today. I did a bigger review on Yelp. Pictured here is one of my all-time favorite dishes… cornichon! Seriously, in some of the more classic bistros they still set out a little stoneware pot with tiny pickles in them. Usually this has some pate with it which this did but I missed it in the photo, doh!
Anyway, great little spot at 5 rue de la Munutention. If you are touring Trocadero, the Eiffel Tower perhaps, or anywhere in the 16th this is a good little lunch spot. You can get a lot worse food around Trocadero and the ambience here was great. Other than an Italian trio next to us (did they have an etranger ghetto?) everyone else was distinctly French.
For our anniversary this year we cycled 80 km from Paris to this lovely chateau. This is a place I have never heard mentioned before. I think for non-locals it’s just far enough away that a trip to Paris wouldn’t justify the time in a car. For locals perhaps it’s too close, if you have a weekend you can get to the beach or the coast. But for an overnight trip, especially on bikes, this was lovely.
Couple of photos from a trip to Cassis. I had to work and so couldn’t make it but the family looks like they had fun. Best part had to be K playing his guitar along the seawall.
Small delay getting out the door today. We’re off to explore the beaches of Normandy with Bill & Sharon. Should be perfect weather: cold and rainy! Just like a family from Seattle usually holidays:-)