While straining my ears to catch a faint hint of Le Marseilles wafting across the globe from a Mont Martre square I am preparing a decadent Bastille Day dinner for Hubby and I. Cheese, cheese and more cheese! Magnifique!!
There were plans for a steaming bowl of Soupe à l'oignon followed by perfectly cooked Canard á l'orange with sautéed beans and pommes frites. And a final crescendo into the land of gluttony with a flaming Crêpe Suzette.
However, that little thing called "life" can strike at any minute and tumble plans all over the ground like dominoes. Such was today! But never one to be dampened by a little day to day madness I bundled poppet up and headed to a my favourite local deli to stock up on French fare.
A huge oozy wedge of a perfectly ripened double cream d'affinois brie, a slice of farmhouse terrine, a cheeky little St Agur blue vein (I'm still not quite sure why I bin anything from the fridge with so much as a whisper of green but slather blue cheeses over baguette like there's no tomorrow!) and a matured goats' cheddar; Itche Bai, that makes me think that old running socks smell divine. And candied Clementines! A delightful combination between an orange and a mandarin that grow like weeds in Corsica (a gorgeous island off France where some of Hubby's relatives are blessed enough to dwell).
A bottle of Côtes du Rhône and we're set. It'll be just like old days travelling around our beloved second home (minus the backpacks and with a gorgeous addition tucked up in bed).
Vive la France!!!
