Weekend Out of Paris

Citroen DS car

May is the month of holidays in France. There are eleven public holidays a year, called jours fériés, which we might call “bank holidays” in the United States. They’re official holidays/dates when government offices, schools, banks, and most stores are closed, except for a few supermarkets, convenience stores, and bakeries, which need to follow certain rules as to when they can close in the summer, so they’re not all closed at the same time and no one is without bread. Like October, May is also known as “strike season” – since so many people are traveling, strikers know they can make the biggest impact this month, so they often happen during this period. And if planned right, they can be scheduled next to holidays, so you can have a few days off in a row.

We’re not on strike around here, and no one would miss me if I was gone a few days. (Although I do dream about a strike, and will check my calendar after I finish writing this post.) But we needed a break right now and felt like it was a good weekend to take off, so take off we did, and headed out to our friend’s place out of town for a little r & r.

Weekend out of Paris

Our friends are a young couple and have a fun, quirky house that they bought a while back and slowly add things to it, from rooms, to plants in the backyard, to pottery from thrift stores. Those orange chairs were the first dining chairs I bought in Paris, from the BHV department store, although they would only sell me three orange ones because the forth was in the display and couldn’t be sold at that time. So I had to settle for that green one instead. They didn’t like my idea of replacing the orange one in the display with the green one, which made perfect sense to me. And ended up having to answer quite a few questions when I came home with 3+1 chairs.

Speaking for green, one of the benefits of getting out of the city is to be surrounded by wonderful by greenery since even the city thinks we’re missing that in Paris. So much so that city hall has pledged to add more greenery to Paris – Paris au verte – and it can’t come soon enough. We’d love a tree on our street. Although unfortunately, so would the local pooches and their careless owners, who Romain has taken to spying on when he sees them walking Fideaux down the street, and as soon as le chien is finished assuming the position and both dog and owner walk away, he springs into action to ask the owner why they’re not picking up after them. We envision our street becoming more green, less…

Anyhow. We got in the car and headed north, passing a rare Citroën DS convertible in spectacular condition with the top down. The silver fox driver had a spectacular George Hamilton-worthy tan, as if he’d been driving around with the top down all winter.

Graves white wine

Not sure where he was heading, but he was turning heads on the road and Romain told me anyone driving one of those cars, or other vintages Citroëns, gets a pass from other drivers in France when they are putting along slower than other cars. (ie: No one races up behind them and honks wildly until they get out of the way.) He was rolling along, on his merry way, and we waved hi before getting off at the exit to our friend’s place.

With our friends, we’d planned le barbecue, as they say in France. (Or, Do you Barbecue?) We had a pretty deep discussion shortly after we’d arrived about whether a word for a fish we were thinking of bringing was masculine or feminine, as that determines whether you use le or la for “the,” and there was quite a flurry of disagreement. We didn’t generally have grammar discussions with friends over grammar in the states, at least not to my recollection. Being from San Francisco, all I remember talking about was food and real estate prices. But when people asked me how long it takes to learn French, I often respond that even the French are still learning French!

Lamb brochette barbecue

I was a little disappointed a few years ago when I was invited to a bbq made by some visiting British chefs. I’d arrived expecting long-cooked meats that were falling off the bone, but forgot that bbq means “grilled” in France, and probably England. (Although we now have an authentic bbq in Paris, which I’ve yet to go to, but it’s on my list.) However I’d sent Romain to my favorite butcher and he had them cut up a leg of lamb into cubes for le doing of le barbecuing, or if you prefer, grilling.

In spite of the concern over proper grammar, the French often add a “le” in front of certain English action words that they’ve adopted, such as Le Fooding, le jogging, le planning, le networking, le lifting (getting plastic surgery), le scrapbooking, and le relooking (a make-over).

Romain dutifully stuffed a whole pistachio in each morsel of lamb and I tossed them in Lebanese seven-spice powder, a blend which used to be a mystery to me (because the packages were always in Arabic), but I discerned lovely whiffs of allspice, nutmeg, and cloves in there, and I now use it in Tabbouleh as well as roasted and grilled lamb dishes, since the sweet-smelling spices compliment lamb really well.

baguettes

We’d brought baguettes since it’d chancy finding a good boulangerie in the countryside and we like eating good bread. Fortunately my local bakery had some poppy and sesame seed baguettes left after the morning rush, and they made it in fairly good condition…except with one of the obligatory quignons (bageutte ends) torn off. #guilty

foie gras france

Since one of our friends is from Bordeaux, he opened a jar of silky foie gras and our baguettes got put to good use with them, as well as a sprinkling of fleur de sel.

I’d brought along fixin’s for Manhattans, letting them know in advance I’d be making cocktails. But after I poured them into chilled glasses and passed them around, alas, they were too strong for our friends. Romain is used to them now, and he loves them cocktails, but I had to drink the extras, which prompted le napping for me, for about two hours under a tree.

roasted potatoes

Fortunately in France, there’s no shortage of wine and our pals filled their glasses while we ate grilled lamb brochettes and zucchini, along with potatoes roasted in the ashes of the grill.

sage leaves

Last time I was at my friend’s place, I grabbed a bunch of herbs to baste the roasting meat with, until I was warned that I might be adding trop de goût, or “too much flavor,” which has become a bit of a running commentary with us now after I mentioned that I wasn’t sure it was possible to add “too much flavor” to food.

French wine and drinks

But like my high-test cocktails, modération is often the key around here, and we happily finished our more than moderately good meal before going for a much-needed walk. After I rose from my nap, we played a few rounds of Mille Bornes, a French game that I hadn’t ever played, which is based on a road race. They had a great vintage set of cards to play it and it was hard to concentrate on the game, and the rules, which were a bit of a challenge to understand in France (like Parisian drivers…I won’t mention who, but I once saw ‘someone’ make a U-turn on one of the major boulevards in Paris in full-on traffic, making a complete U from the far right lane, ending up, miraculously, on the other side of the boulevard, in one of the left lane going in the opposite direction – thank goodness I wear Depends when I’m a passenger…) But the cards were so amazing that I wanted to find out where to get a set.

They were just part of the things our friends have and she is a bonne chineuse (a good finder of deals at antique and thrift stores), a word which isn’t even in my Robert Collins French paperback French dictionary that boasts 120,00 translations nor my Larousse app when I went to look it up, and couldn’t find either chineuse nor chineur (masculine) in there. Although I did find it online. No wonder I need a nap or two after spending a few days with French friends! : )

Crab plate

Alas, le week-end was finished and it was time to go home. I was also considering swiping that great crab plate she found at a thrift store, which I didn’t do. Before before the month is over, I need to consider when to go on strike because I could use a few extra days to catch up on things, which isn’t exactly the reason for a strike. But maybe a little more r & r is in order. And a few more weekend barbecues

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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64 comments

  • May 26, 2015 5:22pm

    I just had a feeling as if I was physically there myself. Magical.

  • Adele
    May 26, 2015 5:27pm

    Milles Bornes! It was one of my favorite games, growing up, though I can’t quite figure out how a middle class Jewish family from the Boston ‘burbs ended up playing this game around the kitchen table. I think Milton Bradley produced a version of it………….

    Sounds like le perfect week-end.

  • Cathy
    May 26, 2015 5:36pm

    You could always make your friends’ drinks less strong.

  • May 26, 2015 5:51pm

    Great menu! Nice to have something a little different. Going shopping right away for Lebanese 7 spice powder.

  • May 26, 2015 5:52pm

    Sounds like an amazing weekend. But I agree with your French friends – it is possible to over-season food. Although a couple of meals I had on my recent trip to France were so bland that I don’t think the cook had even used salt and pepper…. but all the same, when I read some American recipes for the preparation and cooking of roast meat, I wonder how you can ever taste the meat through all that lot. I know American meat is full of hormones and antibiotics and stuff that isn’t used here, but is the flavour really that bad? And some of what American cooks want to do with asparagus fair makes me weep – you really, really, really don’t want to mask the wonderful, delicate taste of in-season asparagus with things like tahini…..

    On the other hand, I’d love one of your Manhattans!

    • a
      May 27, 2015 3:02am

      You are a bit rude.

  • Tommy
    May 26, 2015 5:56pm

    LOL tell the french I’ll talk all the manhattans they don’t want……the car is beautiful as is the daddy driving it. Is there a french word for smoked BBQ? Maybe you can invent one. Do you work at a restaurant or bakery in Paris? I need to visit you and go shopping.

    My sister used to live in Paris. The sales clerk at Bon Marché he didn’t know how to ring up the tourist coupon, it was 20% off anything, I bought Yves Delorme sheaths and Jacquard de France table linens. This involved three sales clerks. The youngest one ringing it up didn’t know what to do. The older ones hovered over her. She wanted to give me a store credit. I said no, I don’t live here. The other sales women started yelling at her after I said I can always go to Galleries Lafayette and buy them. She ended up running off in tears. One of the clerks said to my sister, in French, the equivalent of, if you can’t stand the heat get out of the kitchen.

    One of them did the re-ring. I’m still known as the man who made the sales clerk cry, in France. Lol. I once insisted a clerk in Venice at la rincecentre sp? undo a display to get the last tablecloth a friend wanted. They tried – oh we can’t do that, I said sure you can as I handed her a replacement, so my friend Karen could buy the color she wanted.

  • betsy
    May 26, 2015 6:05pm

    here in st. louis missouri we were playing milles bornes in the 1970s. we might even have a set around, will have to check. i really liked that game.

  • May 26, 2015 6:10pm

    Ha the “too much flavour” thing is wild. I imagine most American food would be too sweet, especially traditional barbecue sauce. Wonder if the French are fond of more strongly spiced cuisines like Thai and Middle Eastern dishes…perhaps something more moderated like Japanese would be more generally appropriate?

    • Ash
      May 29, 2015 11:44am

      Very spicy food is quite difficult to come by in France, Thai and Indian/Pakistani restaurants tend to underplay hot peppers because most people aren’t used to them.
      Japanese food is indeed very popular, but it’s hard to find authentic Japanese restaurants, most sushi restaurants are owned by Chinese or Vietnamese people, and the food served there is very influenced by French tastes.

      • Colin
        May 29, 2015 12:27pm

        In Paris I have found Thai food more authentic than Indian or Bangladeshi food.
        I joined a long queue in Paris to enter an Indian restaurant 6 years ago and the food was so bad I could not for the life of me discover what the queue was for except the decor which was OTT.
        France does not have patience for queuing, so as in Eastern Europe and Russia you join them to find a treat,very fresh product or both.
        In the regions stick to French cuisine.

  • ParisGrrl
    May 26, 2015 6:15pm

    David, I searched for that game recently. I found not one but two different versions available at Monoprix.

  • May 26, 2015 6:21pm
    David Lebovitz

    Cathy: Hard to dilute a Manhattan since it’s just whiskey and vermouth. Better to fix cocktails that have less of a bite, next time…

    JS: If you click on the link about Modération, my friend Olivier (who is French) talks about why that’s a thing.

  • Bobbi
    May 26, 2015 6:36pm

    Excellent wine selection – one of our favorite labels! Really enjoy your blog (and love the Paris Kitchen cookbook!).

  • Judith
    May 26, 2015 6:46pm

    I think there must have been a gathering of DS convertibles. We saw a convoy of three near Brussels last Friday, a rare and beautiful sight.

  • May 26, 2015 6:48pm

    You have been out of the US too long — no such thing as “bank holidays” here. That’s a British expression!

    • Tommy
      May 26, 2015 6:54pm

      We call them bank holidays or federal holidays here in San Francisco. That’s how you know if government offices are open, I’m a realtor we need to know……

  • Bernadette
    May 26, 2015 6:55pm

    LOL about “Fideaux”! How is it that people act like no one notices or cares? After many droppings left around our building by a mysterious canine, one day I was home–simply ironing and looking out the door wall and witnessed the culprit (the owner is to blame, not the pup). He let the dog relieve itself & made no attempt to clean it up. I opened the door and mentioned “You forgot something” and gestured to the steaming sculpture. He hurriedly cleaned it up & that was the last time.

    People don’t let their children run around leaving piles all over, so why do some pet owners?

    • May 26, 2015 7:07pm
      David Lebovitz

      Some says it’s the “It’s not my responsibility/fault.” (“C’est pas ma faute.”) Or that it’s someone else’s job to pick it up. Ditto with cigarette butts. The City of Paris has tried launching campaigns to curb both being left or tossed onto the streets. (350 tonnes of cigarettes butts are tossed on the streets of Paris per year.) Not sure if the current campaigns are going to work. But, as they say, on verra…? (aka: We’ll see)

      • Tommy
        May 26, 2015 7:11pm

        Are there places to hang poo bags? At Delores park, the neighbors put up a bag holder, people used to put in supermarket bags in them, but we don’t have them anymore. How about hanging ashtrays like in the tube in London?

        • May 26, 2015 7:18pm
          David Lebovitz

          They’ve tried putting metal hinges on the public garbage cans in Paris (of which there are a lot of) to stub out and toss cigarettes and some places there are bags to use for picking up after your dog. But I had a dog for many years and whenever we left the house, I’d bring a couple of bags with it. It’s just what you do when you have a dog. Well, at least I think that’s what you’re supposed to do…!

  • GB
    May 26, 2015 6:58pm

    We play Milles Bournes all the time when our friends visit us. Our son even found an “antique” one at the thrift store and gave it to ue for Christmas.

  • John
    May 26, 2015 7:01pm

    regarding baguettes — #guilty too

  • Swapna
    May 26, 2015 7:01pm

    Thank you David Leibowitz, although I am not much of a recipe person I find myself slowly becoming addicted to your awesome recipes. Love the idea of stuffing a pistachio in the lamb cubes, definitely will do next time. The pic of the pate brought back warm memories of evenings traipsing through Mont Royal, Montreal watching Shakespeare in the Park and then sitting down to a dinner of baguette, pate and some lovely Oka cheese, with a glass or two of a lovely Burrowing Owl Meritage (Okanagan Wine). BTW, crazy quebecers also pull similar driving stunts which the pedestrians and drivers alike have become immune to, not the tourists though lol.

  • Linnet
    May 26, 2015 7:11pm

    You’re definitely becoming more French, David! “National holiday” is the term used in the U.S.

    Nice post. Helps remind us to enjoy every moment; even an expedition to visit friends can be an adventure.

  • susan
    May 26, 2015 7:18pm

    David-Cherie , You have helped me before and I need help again. We just spent 2 weeks in France and stayed some of the time with my daughter-in-law’s parents. What could I send them as a gift? I brought gifts and bought tea @ Mariage Freres when we were in Paris for the day. They were wonderful to us and cooked fantastic meals for us. Please give me some suggestions they are in their 60’s and she is a physician. HELP! Susan

  • May 26, 2015 7:20pm

    Aust and NZers also say BBQ. Grill is broiler. It seems its only Americans (and Canadians?) that incorrectly call BBQ grill:) And they call grill broiler.

  • Robby
    May 26, 2015 7:24pm

    There was a celebration of the 60th anniversary of the Citroen DS this weekend in Paris. They were all at the Place de la Concorde on Sunday and we just happened to be visiting. They were sooooooo cool!!

  • May 26, 2015 7:26pm

    What a wonderful weekend!

  • Lala
    May 26, 2015 7:28pm

    Americans call them “federal holidays,” not “bank holidays,” that’s totally a Britishism, San Francisco usage notwithstanding. I mean, they call their cops “Inspectors” there, which is odd when compared with the rest of the U.S.

    • Tommy
      May 27, 2015 7:27pm

      Inspectors are detectives investigating crimes here, different people, function and most importantly pay grade! Lol

  • Colin
    May 26, 2015 7:43pm

    Hi,
    Your country friends are not gardener’s or grass cutters, unless they are trying to grow herbs among the weeds.
    No real barbecue tradition in France I have found, though they certainly try in Germany with their superb small bespoke sausages over special units like small wheelbarrows.
    Mid and West USA, Australia (barbie) and South Africa (braaivleis) have the traditions using mainly sausages (wors), steak, chicken, and lobster at Xmas.
    As for seasoning all we use is Sea Salt and Black Pepper to bring out the flavor of good meat. Sauces and relishes in my experience are used to mask old meat or badly cooked meat, though some like a good mustard complement the meat.
    Some of the best beef steaks I have had were flown in by the US military in vacuum packs at the PX for use on barbecues – very tender and flavorsome.

  • Anne Wright
    May 26, 2015 8:16pm

    Thanks again for the wonderful entertainment!

  • May 26, 2015 8:34pm

    What kind of glass is that with the white engraving? I love it so much. I assume it’s thrifted but if it’s a specific type of glass, I’d love to know.

  • Bonnie
    May 26, 2015 9:07pm

    David,
    Here’s a website that gives a reasonable recipe for Lebanese 7spice mix.
    http://www.anissas.com/7-spice-mixture/
    Think I’ll just try our local spice shop here in ColoradoSprings…maybe I’d better call them first, eh?
    Glad you all had such a great holiday!

  • Susan Pasko
    May 26, 2015 10:16pm

    OMG that “trop de goût” cracked me up for two reasons. When I was a stagiere in a. Paris restaurant back in the 90’s, one of the waiters always refused to eat mustard with his saucisson at staff meal. Reason: “too spicy! And … I am not from Dijon.”

    Now I have a restaurant in Mexico where we served a black bean soup loaded with veggies, herbs and spices. My employees dislike it, calling it “demasiado condimentado”….. Too much seasoning. They pull their beans out of the pot early on and eat them plain.

    I agree with you, there is no such thing as too much flavor.

  • May 26, 2015 10:32pm

    This was magical to read. Thanks so much for sharing such a lovely weekend with us.

  • MAIRE
    May 26, 2015 10:42pm

    Great post! At our house, we make a drink called “Girly Mon Manhattans” which include ginger beer or ale and a touch of grenadine -(because it’s pretty); this would make them sweeter but less lethal. Cheers!

  • May 26, 2015 11:31pm

    I adore the fact that there are laws that ensure all Parisians will always be able to buy bread!

  • Cleo
    May 26, 2015 11:51pm

    We used to bbq all the time in Avignon – merguez and fresh sardines on the grill. Delicious.
    And, I WANT that car. Too fabulous.

  • Kim Peck
    May 27, 2015 12:00am

    Daaa-veed: always enjoyed your good humour in your writing. However, The Citroën DS Convertible in French is: Le Citroën DS Décapotable. The Wall Steet Journal recently had an article on DS-19. What a typical glorify junk French car. Ta, ta!
    Kim

  • Mary-Ann
    May 27, 2015 1:29am

    Firstly I’d like to thank you for your brightening my days with your enjoyable blog. Always such a delight to read. Secondly as to your discussion with your friends about grammar. I am currently trying to learn french with a daily language lesson on my smart phone (as I have booked a holiday for September next year), I am only on day 4 and already I can say phrases such as “The elephant is red”… now I know that’s going to come in handy surely? My lessons tell me it is le poisson. So, tell me, were you for the “le” or the “la”?

    • Ash
      May 29, 2015 11:53am

      “le poisson”, but different sorts of fish have different genres like
      “la sardine” and “le maquereau” (two fishes we like to eat grilled)

  • May 27, 2015 2:18am

    The two things about living here in France (we live in Rouen) that we do not adore are those two items found far too often on the ground. We brought our dog to France with us and we also brought several boxes of baggies for picking up after her, which we do. As for the mégots, I suppose it keeps the street cleaners in business, but I was so disappointed recently when a friend asked our server if she could have un cendrier (ashtray) and the server looked so puzzled and said of course, you should just put them on the ground. Quel dommage…

    • May 27, 2015 7:43am
      David Lebovitz

      I’ve seen café waiters take full ashtrays and dump them in the curb. I suppose dumping them in the garbage could pose a fire hazard, but things like that always shock me still…

    • Tommy
      May 28, 2015 7:00am

      OMG David. I found something to solve your dog problem, a little yellow caution sign, a dog going. With a line thru it saying No Poo! I’ll mail you one for your husband if you give me an address.

      • May 28, 2015 9:32am
        David Lebovitz

        One of my neighbors, who has an office, got so fed up with the poop that he put up signs like these (“Sidewalks, not poopwalks”), folks have tried a simpler symbol…and even the kids in the nearby elementary schools made signs pleading people to pick up after their pooches, which were adorable, but haven’t worked either.

  • Andrew
    May 27, 2015 2:55am

    We played Milles Bornes in my high school French class. Merci, Madame Smith!

  • naomi
    May 27, 2015 5:13am

    I want the crab plate too. Sounds so wonderful I’m ready to move (especially as it’s 81º now at 10:00 at now). Barbecue here in New Orleans means loads of butter, garlic and pepper, though some places seem to be copying the rest of the States, with the red gravy (or sauce – it’s New Orleans). Still, I think your weekend may be more blissful than here, at least at this time of year.

  • May 27, 2015 6:38am

    A very lovely retreat, indeed! Before I even asked, you answered two of my questions…the car AND the plate!

    We love our Tabbouleh in this house. I interchange between cilantro, parsley or mint. If the herb comes from my garden then it is definitely flat leaf parsley. (Try adding a few toasted pine nuts to the fixings.)

    I’m going to just act like a high and mighty know it all today. Blame it on the pneumonia meds. I love to take fresh sage and Rosemary and layer it between the skin and meat of any whole organic chicken I grill. (I have a four burner gas grill, I preheat it using all four burners on low, lid closed.) By the time I dress my chicken with herbs, a nice rub of extra-virgin olive oil and kosher salt and cracked black pepper, the grill has heated to over 500 degrees. I center the chicken , turn off the two interior burners, close the lid and reduce the other two outside burners to low. Depending upon size, 1.5 to 2 hours gets her done. I remove her from the grill and allow her to rest for about 20-25 minutes.

    Okay Honey Bunches, I have only one question left? Where was the ice cream? A marmalade vanilla would have made my day.

    I’m going now. Thanks for tolerating me today. If you discover Mr. Beautiful driving about, please pull him over and give him my email address. I’ll make a trip to TJMaxx with your list of ‘wants’ as a reward.

  • May 27, 2015 10:53am

    We could use a little help with (not a strike but) a demonstration today at the rectorat de Paris, as they are cutting in half the only bilingual class the the Eastern Paris (college Maurice Ravel), for no reason, after the kids sat for their exam. It was the only public bilingual school for English speaking kids in the East part of Paris.
    I agree Manhattans are a little strong for lunch. But so good, maybe my favorite cocktail.

  • May 27, 2015 11:01am

    Also wanted to add that the bilingual class issue has nothing to do with the current réforme des collèges…

  • Annette
    May 27, 2015 3:30pm

    Re bonne chineuse: luckily, I had my weekly French class this morning. So I’m happy to report that a chineur or a chineuse derive from the verb “chiner” (= brocanter, i.e., going to flea markets). And it has nothing to do with China (which is what I had thought originally) but with “echine” (spine) because, I guess, when you look for treasures at a flea market, you bend down a lot…

  • Louise
    May 27, 2015 4:25pm

    Hello David,the holidays are terrific in France except for the foreboding of train strikes whilst you are mid holiday, we managed unscathed this time .
    There was also the 22nd gathering of 2CV ‘s in La Rochelle two weekends ago,my holiday was made complete by frequently seeing these delightful cars as we travelled in that region and into Brittany.
    As usual excellent post . I felt the breath of spring and approaching summer coming from it.

  • Susan
    May 27, 2015 9:24pm

    What a lovely weekend!
    Justin Wilson, another distinguished American cook, spelled that doggy name: Phideaux

  • witloof
    May 28, 2015 2:45am

    I remember playing endless games of Mille Bornes, which we pronounced Meal Borns, as a child in the late 60’s. I was a little Francophile even back then and loved the cards with all of the French words and phrases on them.

    The new look is great!

  • May 28, 2015 6:52am

    this life you live…i would like to live it also!

  • Susan
    May 28, 2015 6:14pm

    Sort of off topic, but I noticed that there is a chip on the edge of that lovely champagne glass. I have a few glasses that I just won’t part with so I take a fine-grit emery board and very gently smooth the edges of the chip area so I can continue to use the vessel without worrying someone will cut their lip.

  • Renee
    May 28, 2015 8:03pm

    Loved Mille Bornes as a kid, and still play on an app every now and again. Those retro cards are great! It looks like you had a very nice weekend away. Also, I’m coveting that beautiful glass!

  • Laurie S.
    May 29, 2015 9:59pm

    I love the clever way the umbrellas were used to cover the patio table! Certainly didn’t use ours much here in Sonoma County this past winter/spring.
    And I grill my fresh salmon, if I BBQ’d it-it would fall to bits!
    Peace,
    Laurie

  • Tyler
    June 1, 2015 11:26pm

    David, regarding the bread, Is it called appetizer / hors d’oeuvres bread? Sesame i think is more typical of Italy. But Poppyseed bread seems to be a French thing. Is there such a thing as this Appetizer bread? I had a cooking class in Paris and the instructor gave us some ham rillette on what he called Appetizer bread. Also, is there a recipe?

  • June 6, 2015 11:41pm

    I miss those bank holidays in May when I used to work in France…being back in Canada, our holidays are few and far between.

    Profitez-en David!

  • June 19, 2015 8:23pm

    Looks like you had a blast! Love the shot of the bread, given my obsession :)