Healthy Food . . . Fresh Ingredients . . . Easy Recipes . . . & Musings from France
Quiche. We love it but I don’t make pastry. All of my quiches have either a shredded potato or a rice crust. So much easier!
Ahh…. August Life in France can be a challenge in August. I've described mon mari's inability to grasp August in the past. We've learned that one needs to plan ahead for supplies for work planned in the summer. If one needs to order something, floor tiles from Italy, for example and one hasn't done it … Continue reading…
We are not quite back to normal yet…. But, then again, with these two in our lives, we may never be normal. I’m not sure how I managed to get them both sitting. They normally look like this: Mon mari is recovering from a bug kindly donated to the family, but, never fear, work is … Continue reading…
We're driving to Italy in May for a family reunion. We thought it might be fun to have new, good tires for the trip. As I'm trying to keep mon mari's nose to the grindstone I volunteered to do the sitting and waiting whilst the tires were put on. Some of the family is coming … Continue reading…
Why are tiles so complicated? Nothing else we have to buy for this house renovation is so fraught with difficulty as tiles. Oh, sure, we’ve argued about paint color and have had heated discussions about toilets (in the store, naturally). But nothing compares to trying to select and order simple ceramic squares – or rectangles, … Continue reading…
We went to the ‘city’ yesterday. Bordeaux. It was for an annual doc appointment for mon mari (it was fine) and the shopping we save to do in the big stores. Our little provincial backwater, lovely though it is, is somewhat lacking in the choices offered by the mega-stores in Bordeaux…. You know, the kind … Continue reading…
Mon mari is back to normal. Well, other than that ‘no lifting anything heavier than a feather’ bit for two more weeks. On the bad news side that means he didn’t get to help me unload the last 6 metres of firewood this afternoon. (upper body exercise) On the good news side that means I … Continue reading…
One of the things I forget in the winter, when I am longing for summer, is how very much work summer is. Especially spring. The grass grows in leaps and bounds; the garden needs to be planted, then hoed, weeded and watered frequently. There are no longer excuses for countless little chores that have been … Continue reading…