Healthy Food . . . Fresh Ingredients . . . Easy Recipes . . . & Musings from France
What I know about cars would fit on the head of a pin. In large letters. When we bought our car 2 years ago (or was it 3?) I had 4 criteria: Could the dogs fit into the back? Could the dogs actually get into the back? Did it have a cup holder on the … Continue reading…
Egg Linguini with Warm Avocado Sauce When mon mari first started his sojourn in hospital I had dinners of: Steamed Artichokes with Balsamic Dipping Sauce followed by Asparagus and Tuna Risotto. As time went on I had dinners of: Cherry Tomato and Asparagus Salad followed by Avocado and Goat Cheese Omelets with a side of … Continue reading…
Fresh Pea Soup Just as well that mon mari is still in hospital…. He's much safer there. His ears would have been well-blistered had he been anywhere in my vicinity this weekend. He had done the packing, you see… And I was looking for my kitchen scale. Back in February, when I wanted to unpack … Continue reading…
Avocado and White Bean Salad The differences in health care systems is a hot topic, rife with misinformation. When mon mari was in hospital last summer (see side bar – French Medicine) I had as many people say: ‘Thankfully, he’s in France’ as asked: ‘Will he get adequate care in France?’ (For those who don’t … Continue reading…
Mushrooms Stuffed with Goat Cheese I just had a long, involved fight encounter with France Telecom/Orange. I’ve used up all the words I was allotted for this day; both French and English. So…. Just relax and look at some pictures. The lads had to break open the wall that was built to ‘Juliet’s (as in … Continue reading…
Six more days. Only six days! Our deadline in creeping up. Our deadline is in an all-out gallop! It was cold this weekend, so, rather than being in the cellar having fun with the plumbing, we did some little, finishing, stuff. Like the trim on the kitchen ceiling: All of the kitchen tiles that have … Continue reading…
Endive with Avocado Have I been time-traveling? Transported back to the 18th century? I have chilblains…. You know, the ailment that the heroine, whilst posing as a dairy maid, gets in all those cheap romance novels. Can you imagine? Does that justify all my bitching and complaining about the lack of heat at Vlad’s house? … Continue reading…