To thine own self be true.....
Today through the magic of blogdom I found myself hitting what I like to call the blog jackpot......blogs about my favorite thing in the whole world (except of course for my children) France!! Anyone who knows me knows that ever since I was little I have had a love and lust for anything French. How I ended up here in the US instead of France is not unknown......I fell in love with an American. I will admit I still long to be there. I love the language, the food, the culture, the people, and most of al the smell in the air. I love walks along the Seine, a picknick near Notre Dame, Antibes, Vence, Amelie, Toile, Marie Antoinette (and yes I read the book before there was ever talk of a movie). I have never much spoken about my love of all things French, I was shy, afraid no one would 'get it'. No more, I am shouting from the roof tops I LOVE FRANCE and I have discovered a whole legion of people out there who share my passion and many off them surpass me.....finally.
The only place in my home, besides my cookbook shelf, that bears witness to my love affair is my bathroom.
It's nothing too fancy as we do have plans to overhaul the whole room and bring it up to date but, for now it's my little piece of France. The place I go with my glass of wine and my music and dream of days in Paris and along the French Riviera. To reminisce about walking down those steps, standing in awe at the Eiffel tower and the magnificent view from the top.....cafe and fresh baguette for breakfast....oh the memories.
I am lucky that my husband appreciates my love and treated me last Christmas to a French holiday with all my gifts having something "French" about them. One of these gifts was an amazing cookbook The Country Cooking of France by Anne Willan. It is a great book with wonderful pictures and descriptions of French life. To celebrate my discovery of fellow Francophiles I opened my cookbook, which admittedly I had not done since prior to becoming pregnant, and I made a delicious Gratinee Lyonnaise or French Onion Soup served up with sausage, a crispy fresh Boule from whole foods, a salad, some serious stinky cheese and of course a glass of Bordeaux. Rustic France at it's best!
I am very lucky though that my daughter attends the French American School and so I do get my daily dose of Joie de Vivre particularly in the evenings at bath time. Keeva has officially named bath time French time, a time when I am no longer Mammy but I become Maman and all conversation is in French. I am amazed how much she speaks and understands and her perfect pronunciation melts my heart.
So from now on I will no longer hide my passion. From now on along with stories of our sometimes boring, sometimes crazy life here in RI and Bento boxed lunches for Keeva I will be posting my passion for La Vie Francaise!
Today through the magic of blogdom I found myself hitting what I like to call the blog jackpot......blogs about my favorite thing in the whole world (except of course for my children) France!! Anyone who knows me knows that ever since I was little I have had a love and lust for anything French. How I ended up here in the US instead of France is not unknown......I fell in love with an American. I will admit I still long to be there. I love the language, the food, the culture, the people, and most of al the smell in the air. I love walks along the Seine, a picknick near Notre Dame, Antibes, Vence, Amelie, Toile, Marie Antoinette (and yes I read the book before there was ever talk of a movie). I have never much spoken about my love of all things French, I was shy, afraid no one would 'get it'. No more, I am shouting from the roof tops I LOVE FRANCE and I have discovered a whole legion of people out there who share my passion and many off them surpass me.....finally.The only place in my home, besides my cookbook shelf, that bears witness to my love affair is my bathroom.
It's nothing too fancy as we do have plans to overhaul the whole room and bring it up to date but, for now it's my little piece of France. The place I go with my glass of wine and my music and dream of days in Paris and along the French Riviera. To reminisce about walking down those steps, standing in awe at the Eiffel tower and the magnificent view from the top.....cafe and fresh baguette for breakfast....oh the memories.I am lucky that my husband appreciates my love and treated me last Christmas to a French holiday with all my gifts having something "French" about them. One of these gifts was an amazing cookbook The Country Cooking of France by Anne Willan. It is a great book with wonderful pictures and descriptions of French life. To celebrate my discovery of fellow Francophiles I opened my cookbook, which admittedly I had not done since prior to becoming pregnant, and I made a delicious Gratinee Lyonnaise or French Onion Soup served up with sausage, a crispy fresh Boule from whole foods, a salad, some serious stinky cheese and of course a glass of Bordeaux. Rustic France at it's best!
I am very lucky though that my daughter attends the French American School and so I do get my daily dose of Joie de Vivre particularly in the evenings at bath time. Keeva has officially named bath time French time, a time when I am no longer Mammy but I become Maman and all conversation is in French. I am amazed how much she speaks and understands and her perfect pronunciation melts my heart.
So from now on I will no longer hide my passion. From now on along with stories of our sometimes boring, sometimes crazy life here in RI and Bento boxed lunches for Keeva I will be posting my passion for La Vie Francaise!
2 comments:
Thank you so kindly for your la la Loves You giveaway....you made some excellent points and I appreciate the time out of your busy schedule. I have entered your name x3 (follower and bloglist-thank you!) and just maybe...
Have a great weekend.
It is fun when you hit the "blog jackpot," oui? I was also surprised at how many fellow francophiles are in the blogosphere and enjoy visiting each of them several times a week. Enjoy!
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