Oh those Calla lillies. Love ‘em. It’s been so wet lately, I wasn’t sure if they’d flip their fancy, white bloom in my face. You see, the way the Gascon house works is: it keeps cold in or warm in and gently transitions to what you need when. So, my Nutella Weather Station has been [...]
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When I was growing up going to school, I went to the movies once. I vaguely remember the event having some moral obligation or lesson by recycling cans, saving up and finally getting to go to the movie. The movie we went to see had no part in the build up or learning process. It [...]
He was born in a barn and abandoned by his mother. Brought to a neighboring farm, a little boy named him GrayCute. He was gray. He was cute. He is gray and he is cute. He had a dance with death to the tune of – 4×4 tire meets kitten, kitten escapes in time but [...]
So if you are looking at dying eggs for Easter like an American, you should secure some chickens that lay white eggs. Which we have. Which I’ve carefully collected this past week while beating the rat that was eating them. But it wasn’t a rat, it was a cat. A cat that isn’t ours. And [...]
(Gratuitus Zélie pic. … can’t help myself. She’s our poupette.) It can’t be April Fools Day without sharing how many giggles are had slapping paper fish on the backs of your friends. I experienced April Fools Day pranks in America with mediocre hilarity. I don’t find it exhilarating. Then I moved to France and learned [...]
In America they call them “chocolate crow-sants.” In Most of France they’re called “Pain au Chocolat.” Here in southwest France we call them “chocolatines.” But there’s only one place I’ve seen that makes a DOUBLE chocolatine. A great little bakery in a cute area of Auch. They call it “The Big Choco.” Take your [...]
Brent killed a pig and we had a black-out. Totally unrelated, but all signs point to “fun.” I can remember as a kid growing up in San Diego when the lights would go out. It was no doubt in the summer when people and their air conditioners were reunited at last. My mom and dad [...]
Zélie has been saying this phrase over and over and it goes a little something like this: “LuLu! Pop!” or “LuLu Spop!” She hears Lucy’s voice and off Zélie goes babbling this phrase. We had a week of fun with that until one Saturday, the kids are home, the breakfast served, the kids full of [...]
On Saturday night we turn on Mr. Green (our woodburner) and listen to Pick of the Pops. This Saturday the kids and I went down to visit friends in our old hood. Pick of the Pops was postponed to Sunday. Brent was off downloading the show and I went to light the fire. [...]
