Brown Rice and Spinach Pilaf; MY toys….

For some reason, mon mari is less than enthusiastic about me playing with his toys using his tools than one could expect, given the circumstances. Someone has to mow the grass, after all. I certainly wouldn’t be concerned about him using anything in my kitchen! (After I hid my good crepe and omelet pans…. He … Continue reading…

Spinach En Croute, with Tomato Sauce; the countdown begins…

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…

Simple Spinach Gratin; Going Abroad

Men never give a thought to toilets; they have a whole planet that works equally well.  For obvious reasons, women do. The toilets in Paris are a thing of beauty (as far as toilets are concerned).  When there, I am almost tempted to drink even more coffee than usual just so I can use them. … Continue reading…

Couscous, Spinach and Green Bean Salad; Bat Babies

It’s been a strange summer here in the Vendée.  We, apparently, had a late frost.  I say ‘apparently’ because it was nothing we noticed: no frost on the car; no white grass; nothing. It’s strange because we rarely have frost anytime, let alone in late spring. I first noticed there was a problem when my … Continue reading…