This morning was Mother’s Day in France. I had the sweetest little presents and cards: a necklace, which I wore boldly to church (it was very very large), a beaded ring which I wore daintily on my middle finger (it was very very small) and a bouquet of kisses from my Petit Prince. It went like this: Bonne fête petite… Read More
This is a French strawberry tart recipe that tastes like the real thing, but is made with gluten-free ingredients. Ready to dig in? It’s strawberry season!
We haven’t had Internet for a few days following a small black-out and I am very relieved to be connected once again without having to deal with the French telecommunications bureaucracy. On Friday nights we usually have a Bible discussion group at our place with a short discussion followed by a yummy meal (everyone brings something and we have some… Read More
After the deluge of a Spring that we’ve had, it is finally sunny and warm today. My tomatoes are standing tall with their leaves turned upwards, thanking the heavens for the warmth. My spirit is sunny today too, if you’ll pardon the metaphor. And I think it’s because I decided I’ve had enough of the “should’s in my life. Seriously,… Read More
My beauf still has our camera. He took it two weekends ago for the tux and bow-tie affair happenin’ over at the chateau where his beauf (wife’s brother) was getting married to a very posh lady. And I’m bummed about this because the sorrel in my garden is getting pretty huge (and eaten by snails) and I am just itching to… Read More
There is a reason the houses in Provence are all sorts of glorious colors and it’s not because they were painted that way, contrary to my first assumption. The secret is in the ochre. Ochre is a stone that is found naturally here and here in all sorts of colors, even blue. We visited Rustrel, which used to be a… Read More
