A late post over at Accidental Hedonist… Check it out and forgive me for my tardiness!
Praise-Worthy Quiche
When I first learned how to cook, I had a severe fear of making something that would taste like soap. Not that it would taste bad, or that I would overcook or…
The Peach Lady is Back…
Every Monday, “Mme Allô-Allô,” who makes all of the village announcements over the loudspeaker announces that the marchande de pêches is back. Just like last year, the peach lady pulls up to…
Croque Monsieur
As you can probably tell from my spotty posting as of late, having the younger kids here is a very different experience than the older kids. Younger kids are a lot more…
Riz Composé
Accidental Hedonist Day!
Apricot Jam Part II
I know, I know. I really need to stop with the apricot jam. But just bear with me once more… I have to show you these pictures: they’re just too adorable to…
Happy Blogiversary to Me!
It’s hard to believe that it was two years ago that I started this blog. Two years ago, I had no idea that my life now would be based in France. I…
Apricot Season
When it’s berry season back at home, all that means is that we buy more berries. They are cheaper; we buy more. That’s all. Not so for apricot season in France. Apricot…
Grillade
EDIT: I have been asked to inform you by Alex (also known as the guy in the picture below) to inform you that Bastille Day is a misnomer. The actual fête nationale…
Sunday Breakfast
Our time here in Paziols is usually broken up into very specific time slots. We have two different “ateliers” or workshops every day, plus an afternoon and evening activity, and three meals….