Just so you don't think I am lazy I spent the morning in a different strawberry patch. Strawberries are becoming my helpx thing. Once Jennie and Kevin, the English people who live here in Normandy, heard I had some strawberry experience, it became my task. I will be a strawberry expert soon.
Also on the docket while in Normandy. Catching and eating fish, and perhaps killing a chicken or a rabbit and subsequently eating it. I don't know how I feel about the rabbit. They are so freaking cute, but we will see. I hear it makes a really good meal.
We also have picked dandelions for dandelion honey. It is an excellent way to use all those weeds that are in your lawn. We picked all the pedals off 400 dandelion heads, while I was sniffling like mad, and they are currently infusing in water for the night. We will make the rest tomorrow so I will let you know how that goes.
A note on Paris. It was wonderful. I didn't expect to like it as much as I did. French people actually do walk around with baguettes which is great. And only one person was super snooty. Oddly enough it was the guy at the tourist information place where Aaron asked for a map. But the thing is, he asked in French, and the guy still looked like he couldn't be bothered. It was an ominous start, but things only exceeded our expectations from there. The weather was beautiful, high 60s, the flowers were out in full force. Paris is beautiful in April. Pictures to come later! But beware if you want to eat there, it is really pricey.
Normandy is also beautiful. Tomorrow we are going to the Normandy landing beaches and to the American cemetery where Aaron's great uncle is buried. It should be interesting.
I am going to oggle the baby bunnies for a while now.
4 comments:
Dear HT,
Glad to hear you enjoyed Paris, but honestly, who expects to hate Paris?!? Expensive food, occasional rudeness, I understand, but you have the opportunity to sit by the Seine, drinking wine, cultivating the oh-so-French l'air funereal, and (if you've had enough wine and perhaps a little absinthe) hallucinating Samuel Beckett, James Joyce, Oscar Wilde, Hemingway or any of the other great eggheads who fled there. You could visit brothels that Simone Beauvoir hit up for Sartre.
Anywho, while you are in Normandy I have a few suggestions for your alimentary pleasure.
1) Cider. This oh-so-English drink got its start in France and is a great regional delicacy. The best kind is kept in earthenware jugs and opens with intense alcohol nose and flavor. Soldier through the first couple sips and enjoy a decidedly unsweet apple beverage.
2) Mussels. They know how to make incredible mussels there. I know AKP's feelings about sea creatures, but you should give them a go.
OK, enough for now.
XOXO,
MT
Rach,
1. You may not be checking email now, but just in case I send you an email about a Social Justice Fellows position for summer. Deadline to apply is May 3rd -- http://www.centerforpolicyanalysis.org/id73.html
2. You oggled the bunnies? Cuddled, I get, but oggled?
Hope you are doing well!
Hugs,
Ang
your pictures are beautiful. and your entries sound so strikingly like you, that I imagine you are speaking to me.
When do you come home? chrissy and I want to know.
love,
claire
I probably would do something like "Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!" from Beauty and the Beast while in Paris.
I would like to note that you abuse the word "also" just as much as my 6th/7th graders. Sorry if that's rude.
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