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My friend Annie use to make a weed salad. Not marijuana weed, but actually a salad made of weeds. She would gather the weeds from the local fields. Weeds. She eats them. She would tell me, "..they are good for you, high in vitamins." Weeds that I walked on without giving them a thought. Bitter weeds. Weeds with names such as: Salade de Chasseur, or Hunter's Greens in English. Fenouil, or Fennel's first shoots. Not to be confused with the older, later in the season's which have more substantial growth. Pissanli (I won't tell you what that sounds like in French... oh dang I have to tell you... It sounds like Peeing in the Bed!) better known as Dandelion. Bitter is what it taste like. And the fourth weed... Much to my shame, I forgot its name. Years ago I went over to Annie's to cut her hair. Entering her kitchen there was an overwhelming garlicky aroma. Annie told me she had made her Weed Salad. I tasted her weeds before without seasoning, and it was not my favorite. Annie reassured me, "...I know you don't like my wild salad...." "You mean weed salad?" "Yes, but you should taste it with my vinaigrette!" "Is garlic the main ingredient?" She laughed, "Can you smell it?" Annie collects the weeds, then trims, washes and seasons them: Olive oil, salt, apple vinegar and a fist full of crushed garlic, not a pinch but a fist. I love garlic. I have heard the reason escargot tastes good is because of the butter and garlic. Weed salad falls into the same category. The garlic won me over. Annie was happy that I am now a fan of her weed salad. I'll never walk on a weed again without my tastebuds watering well, that is if garlic dressing is close behind. In Memory of Annie xx Continue reading
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Hello! Dear Reader, For the next few days, I am going to take a break from blogging and enjoy every moment that my son is here visiting us. Nevertheless, I will be re-blogging posts that I have posted in the last 13 years for you. See you in a few days, XXXX Corey Ten reasons why to visit Provence, though do you really need any? No need for words... let your eyes tell you why: One Two Three Four Five Six Seven Eight Nine Ten If you want to see or read more click on any of the ten numbers and it will take you to Provence. Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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Before Sacha started work in Seattle he knew there were two dates he had to be home, One for a family get together that my Belle-Mere is doing, and the other for Chelsea's wedding. Sacha arrived home last night and stayed in Paris to celebrate his best friend Fabrice's birthday with Chelsea. He took the train to come to the south. But before he arrived these are the SNAPS he sent me of his journey: A Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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Chris, I am sorry to hear the news, you must have been so scared. Sending you my sweetest hug and my prayers are next to yours, xx
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I will pray for them as I pray for Nelly xxx
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There are many rooms. xxx
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Guess what? He is the pancake maker! Sacha's are the best!
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Sacha arrived in Paris and Chelsea sent us this photo. Cannot wait to hug him and hear him talk and talk and talk. Continue reading
Posted 4 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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When we lose someone we love: Time guides us to a place where the sadness is replaced by the love we shared. Thinking of you Nelly. XXX Continue reading
Posted 5 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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It was a beautiful day today. I was going to the market this morning but the moment I stepped outside I turned around and went back in to take off my tights and my sweater. The weather went from coats to mid-70s as quickly as a gazelle over the mountaintop. Life happens like that knowing without knowing, noticing without noticing. Timeless over time. It was a beautiful day today, the warm sun called on everything to wake up as if opened a kaleidoscope letting it spill out. Our first rose bloomed. I ate lunch outside. Later we had dinner with Martin's parents we talked wedding, and suits and what to wear and laughed at ourselves. The evening air was soft, poppies are going to be lush this year. ___ This evening I heard that our dear sweet lovely friend Alain died. How could that be? When I think I won't hear his laughter, and I cannot imagine Nelly without him. Love full heartedly, let go of that which is trivial, if only I did not need a wake-up call to remember that each moment. Alain, I hope you knew how much you were loved, I hope you laughed today and at that moment between here and there you saw the gracious mark your life left upon us. What a beautiful man you were, we will miss you. ___ Please keep Nelly and his family in your prayers. XXX Continue reading
Posted 6 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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Pet Peeve... Soggy pasta, or the utter opposite of Al Dente. Few things get my goat so to say, and when it comes to getting my goat "pet peeves" soggy pasta is one of them, so is cracking knuckles, God I cannot stand that. If you want to torture me just serve soggy pasta, crack your knuckles, play heavy metal music, bite your nails, eat something anything in front of me when I am not eating anything (Misophonia) and the utter torture ban me from the brocante. I would confess to anything after that in record speed. What are some of your Pet Peeves? Continue reading
Posted 7 days ago at Tongue in Cheek
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Asparagus, that elegant vegetable. Whenever I asked my family if they had a preference for dinner and before I could barely finish my sentence, they would cheer in unison, "PASTA!" As if they were the entire population of Italy who hadn't had pasta for the last million years. I am not joking. Honestly, my family is not French, they would easily give up their baguettes and cheese for pasta any day of the year. Sacha would have pasta for breakfast every day if I had let him. I remember having a dinner party, where it was the first time some guests were to come to our home. I made pasta with smoked salmon, in a tarragon cream sauce. As I was tossing the pasta I overheard them say that their family was from Italy and that their mother made their pasta daily from scratch. With that I nearly dropped the pasta bowl on the floor. I should have chucked my pasta, right then and there, out the window. I would have if it hadn't been for the smoked salmon. They talked on and on about how only Italians can cook pasta al dente. I figured we lived close enough to the Italian border, and since I cook pasta several times a week I needn't worry... I swallowed hard, I looked at my pretty pasta, tasted one, it had a chew to it. I carried it to the table and served it. Unfortunately, it did not pass their "al dente perfection need" and they barely ate it. I was embarrassed and kinda sad to boot. I looked at their untouched smoked salmon. I imagined how I could save that untouched, beautiful, smoked salmon from going into the garbage. I wished I had a cat. Poor salmon's life ending in a garbage. Later, Sacha would reassure me that I was not a bad cook, that I was oversensitive and that my pasta was the best in the world. Then he said, "Well, at least we know who won't be coming to dinner again." Sacha will be home this Friday for a brief holiday. He sent a list of dishes he wants me to make. Pasta is on the top of the list, and nearly every other word. It does not surprise me. Because if he hadn't requested pasta I would have thought something was wrong. Silly to say, each time I make... Continue reading
Posted Apr 16, 2018 at Tongue in Cheek
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Spring in Cassis. The first hints of shade for the summer. Continue reading
Posted Apr 15, 2018 at Tongue in Cheek
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Saturday afternoon in Provence. I hope you are enjoying your day. xxx Continue reading
Posted Apr 14, 2018 at Tongue in Cheek
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After five days in bed, three visits to the osteopath, loving meals prepared by my friend Gina and numerous natural remedies I felt better this afternoon. In my head, I heard my mom say, "Now, don't go overdoing it, galavanting about, stay at home, otherwise you are going to be back where you started." Did I listen? My mom would say, "Heck now." Gina and I went to Aix for a late lunch, peeked into one brocante shop and bought a dress. And that was the best medicine ever! Of course, I walked the pace of a turtle and was very mindful of my steps, oh the change of air did me good. Spring is stretching its arms inviting nature to open up and sing, the trees had the first hints of green, Ah the beginning with the various hues: Wisteria, lilacs, daisies, a few poppies, irises, and the last velvet pods on this tree. Even though it lightly rained I could feel Spring touching my shoulder. I did not buy anything at the brocante shop, though had a few hellos to the owners and admired a thing or two. The idea of carrying anything to the car just wasn't in me... shocking even for me, maybe in a way, I was listening to my mom heeding her advice, taking it slow. Having a late lunch in France, especially in Provence outside the tourist season is not an easy feat to accomplish unless you grab something at the bakery or a fast food joint. Lunch is typically served between 12:30 and 2ish. Gina and I arrived around four, a tad late for lunch. We went to "Les Deux Garcons" one for the decor, two because it is an icon and three it serves classic bistro fare after lunch... which they called "Snacking". We had omelets. Mine was with egg whites, ricotta, and spinach... and fries oh those fries. After lunch we took a stroll through the windy streets of Aix, I will never grow tired of this town, we did some window shopping or in French: "lèche-vitrine" "Licking the windows". Though I did more than window shop, I bought a dress which was the first thing I have bought since I lost 14 pounds. That made my day. A wedding on the horizon gave me the kickstart, or kick in the derriere last October. A walkabout in Aix was a... Continue reading
Posted Apr 13, 2018 at Tongue in Cheek
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Thanks Charland xxxx
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I agree! I am a wimp, four days of this is enough. I feel so bad for those who have suffered from this or any pain for the years that they have. I have tried acupuncture in the past for other ailments so maybe I need to try it for this too. Thanks.
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Thank you Irene I appreciate your advice. And I am sorry you have had to endure this to give me such good advice xxx
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Oh Candi I am sorry to hear that you have osteoporosis. Is there anything you can do to rid of it?
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Funny you should say that, because that is what I think did it to me. After the marathon we ate bread and cheese and I felt odd after it.
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Time will tell, and I hope all is well. I hope you feel better soon xxx
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Thank you! xxx
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Thank you for the advice. I too heard that being dehydrated can cause back pain. But I did drink throughout the day, but maybe not enough as it was hot that day.
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Oh my! You poor thing! I cannot imagine having this for that long. I hope you find a cure xxx
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