Thursday, September 27, 2012


Thursday, September 27, 2012

Well, it’s time to review the last couple weeks in a very fall like France. I wore long pants, socks and shoes until mid June and as soon as August was over, back to them again…….so very different from my Georgia weather. I even put the heat on last week….in SEPTEMBER…..argh!

We spent a weekend in Angouleme with Jacques and Claire for the Circuits des Ramparts; which is an antique car show and race through the city streets.  We also toured the Chateau de la Rochefoucauld, outside of Angouleme, which is family owned and lived in.  The history was interesting to see and I loved the family tree painted on a wall in the chateau.  It goes back about 40 generations, but for the last twenty there has been a Francois right down to the current,  Francois XX.  He is Tristan’s age and his father Francois XIX is Ross’ age, so it was interesting for me to see this modern family who still maintain a family castle.  It wasn’t the best kept up or renovated castle we’ve seen, but still interesting since the family has a wing they use.  The grandma (wife of Francois XVIII) came into the courtyard carrying her grocery bags and chatting with folks as she entered the private quarters. 

My favorite thing in the day was the photo Ross took of me with Claire. Yes, she’s very tiny and I’m not, but the distance between us and the angle makes her look soooo small and me sooo large.  It’s pretty funny!

It was fun being downtown with the crowds watching the cars being shown off in the city center.  It’s not my thing, but some of these people traveled from all over Europe to show their cars and it was impressive to see.  There were modern Ferraris and Lamborghinis all mixed in with very old restored cars.  I don’t know all the names but did admire the work involved.  It reminded me of a day with my dad, he loved car shows and this one would have been one of his favorites.

It was a great weekend of laughter, which was just what I needed to clear up my lonely moments of the previous week.  We played a game which was new to us, Settlers of Catan which was a lot of fun; but if you’ve never played a game with the Coquerel family,  watch out, they play to win and no mercy!  I ordered the game (yes the English version) on amazon.fr so we can play it with the kids at Christmas.  I think it will be a lot of fun.  We always play a lot of games at Christmas and I realized I didn’t bring any to France with us, but left them in Georgia.  So now we have the Settlers of Catan, Blokus, Uno and Pinochle here. That should do.

Claire again did a canard(duck) dinner for us and it was delicious.  The skin was crispy, crunchy and we enjoyed it very much.  Now I realize all those times at her house in Georgia where we thought we were eating really good chicken, it was duck!

We arrived home Sunday night and again Sophie did great in the car. She gets car sick so I asked the pharmacist here what to do.  Here you get meds for people and dogs at the pharmacy, not the vet.  He gave me these cheap pills that she takes only a half of one and they work great.  The car sick meds I got in the US for Rosie were so expensive, you had to decide if it was worth using them.

Monday morning Ross was off for a five day trip to Italy.  Yes, I’d love to go to Italy, but this was days of seminars and several different cities and he was with another guy, so this wasn’t a good one for me.  Turned out to be a good thing too as I spent part of the week with a bad headache and stomach virus.  Very weird one, but once it passed, I was fine.  Ross unfortunately came down with it too,. But after he was home, so that was good.

Saturday was a busy one for us as we went to Anne-Rachel and Paco’s for lunch and then a neighbor’s house for dinner.  Anne-Rachel and Paco have moved into a house this summer and I was excited to see it for the first time.  We loved it, it will be such a great house for their family.  Lots of room and very bright and airy.  They live about an hour and fifteen away from us so it was a nice day for the drive as well.

At 8PM (or 20:00 -I don’t know if I will ever get used to the time thing!!!  ) anyway, we walked down the street to a neighbor’s house.  It is one of  the couples we met at the Fete de Rue a couple weeks ago.  They are the ones who traveled to Georgia this summer. They also invited another neighbor couple so it was a great evening of getting to know each other.  They all speak about as much English as we do French, so it was a night of mixed languages.  One thing I thought was sweet…..the couple have three children, the youngest about 16.   I met her at the fete as well, but briefly. She was home with a friend over for the evening and although they spent most of it upstairs in her room, both girls came to greet us and the other couple with the cheek kiss thing they do here.  I thought it was very polite and nice.  Dinners here are long, relaxing and in courses so it was after midnight before we walked home.  It is such a different schedule than we are used to in the US.  It was a really nice night and hopefully they will be couples we can occasionally do some things with.  

I made Tartiflette last week for dinner.  It was something Claire cooked and I wanted to try it.  It’s potato, onion, lardon (which is similar to bacon) with salt, crème leger (kind of a liquid cream) and white wine topped with this special tartiflette cheese you use only for this dish.  It’s a hearty fall meal served with salad.  It’s funny, when I bought the cheese I discovered it was the smelliest cheese yet we’ve had in France. With my air flow fridge and the cheese box we don’t have trouble anymore, but phew, this was double bagged, sealed and boxed and it was awful smelling.  The oddest part is, that the taste is very nice and smooth and not foul……sometimes here the smelliest cheeses are not the strong tasting ones at all.   The dish turned out well and while I wouldn’t make it all the time, it’s kind of like lasagna or chili that you love to make and eat, but usually don’t want again for a while.

Speaking of chili, I have a batch going right now for dinner.  I am trying so hard to make small amounts of things and this seemed like it would be a little batch, but in the crockpot it’s more than I thought.  It’s just about ½ the crock pot, but way too much for two of us. I’ll be freezing some for a later date.  I hope I can squeeze it into the freezer; I’m thinking some juggling will need to happen first. Space is limited here so it’s hard not to have my big freezer where I could just whip up large batches of things for future eating.  Here every inch of freezer is accounted for.

This weekend we are going Saturday afternoon to a church retreat.  It goes until Sunday late afternoon, so this should be interesting.  I laughed at the announcements for it.  We need to bring bedding -guess we’ll take the sheets, pillows and duvet from our single beds upstairs since we have no extra bedding here at all. We also are to bring finger food snacks and sweets for Saturday night, but in the announcement it says, “no strong alcohol please”…that just made me laugh, it’s so very different here.  At home it would be a given that strong alcohol wouldn’t be a church retreat thing!  It should be a good chance for us to get to know people a bit better, and you know how Ross loves a crowd and being uncomfortable!!!

I had a weird thing this week at the massage therapist guy.  I’ve mentioned before he does some Chinese energy stuff; but he’s a good massage therapist and seems to be able to keep my muscles from having issues even though I don’t understand all of it; he knows his stuff and finds where I’m having trouble and works on it.  Okay but this week, he’s at my feet and he has his eyes closed and doing some breathing thing and he asks me (keep in mind he speaks NO English, so we communicate in my broken French) “Have you been sick? Your head and your lower stomach? Okay, so how on earth does he know that from my feet???  He was absolutely correct, but I’m clueless as to how he knows things like that. We’ve worked out okay communication and he smiles, but respects my need for a bit of modesty.  I now bring my own small towel for my chest, just so I know they’re covered. I still am amazed that women just strip down to their undies or less right in front of him. I know it’s how it is and when I’ve talked to women here about it, they are fine with it and say it’s the best time to have conversation with the doctor or massage therapist since they’re waiting on you.  Those who have gone to the US find it so funny that we see a nurse, then they leave the room and you strip and out on a gown before the doctor comes. So, I guess it’s all in what your normal was growing up.  But, he is fine with my issues and lets me stay covered!

I also went to the dentist for the first time here. Talk about nerves!! I don’t mid going in Georgia and the dentist is a friend so that makes it easier, but,  I still don’t love dental work!!!  The dentist here is a French woman who trained in Texas so she speaks English-hallelujah!!  Still very different.  There is one receptionist/clean up person and the dentist.  The dentist’s husband works at SKF, so that is how we found her. So, one half the room is her office with her desk and then through the archway is her dental room.  You meet her first at her desk and talk.  I wanted her to understand my gum grafts that are just a year old.  After that much money and work, I don’t want anyone digging at them! Then you go to the dental chair.  It’s very modern and clean with the latest technology.  The x-ray is different, none of that nasty thing you bite on and she cleans with an ultra sonic thing which I loved. She does it all herself with no hygienist or assistant.  I had a small filling that needed to be fixed and she took care of that as well.  It was a really good experience and my whole bill was 66euro.  That is less than $80.  That’s not after insurance, that’s the actual cost.  We pay everything up front and get money back from our expat insurance, so we know full costs of healthcare here.  I made an appointment for 6 months explaining to her I’d like my teeth cleaned again.  She said if she sees a French patient every two years, it’s good.  Usually it’s only for a tooth ache and then a lot won’t pay their part for a crown so they lose the tooth.  A crown is about 300 euro…..in the US my co-pay for a crown is $500 and that’s half.  She said she can tell I take good care of my teeth and she was so impressed that Ross and I got braces as adults.   She said that is unheard of here and thought it was pretty great.  She will repair my permanent retainer too if it should pop, so that is awesome.  

Ross has had a crown bothering him for a while, so he is in the process of a three step old crown replacement.  So far, he’s been twice and the next is the final where he will have a little bone surgery before placing a new crown on. He says it’s cool though, she only numbs the tooth and not the area all the way up to his nose, so while he couldn’t feel anything she did, he left without that numb feeling in his face.  So, while he doesn’t enjoy dental stuff either, it’s been an okay experience.

I’m off to the Super U for a few things, it’s the little grocery store here in Luynes.  Not my favorite, but perfect for a few things.  It’s too far to walk but only five or so minutes by car, so it’s handy. Oddly though, I can get a few things there that I can’t get anywhere else; like vergoise brun, which is my closest thing to brown sugar.  Here they use cassonade which is similar to what we’d call sugar in the raw.  For some recipes I just want the flavor and consistency of brown sugar.  I even thought to add molasses to white sugar which would work, but I can’t find molasses anywhere!  I’m guessing no treacle toffee for Christmas this year……that will be a first!  My kids might just revolt! What will we eat while paying a game?

Until next time……















Friday, September 14, 2012


Friday, September 14, 2012
Yes the first picture is of goose and duck fat.  You can buy it in a jar rather than save your own.  It actually is fabulous pured over chicken to cook in the crock pot.  it's just the thought that kind of gags you.

Well, another week has passed and we are heading out of town this afternoon to Angouleme.  We are staying with Jacques and Claire for the weekend and will go tomorrow to an antique car show and race in the city.  It’s a yearly event and it interested Ross, so we will try it.  I’m all for a good excuse to visit with friends!  I told Claire I needed this trip as it’s been a weird week for me.  I know they told us in Cultural Training we’d have odd cycles and moods and this week was the first in a long time that I was truly homesick.  I don’t know what triggered it, and maybe it wasn’t one specific thing, but it was a few weepy days for me. I know in my head that even in my “old, real” life, there were just days that were off, so I know it’s normal; but when it happens here, I tend to wonder why!  There was a full moon this week, so maybe I’ll blame lunar cycles.  I know that Katie put up some new adorable photos of Liam and that started my boo-hooing.  But, I’m done and as the week has gone on, I’m fine again…..I don’t like emotions much and hate when they get me!!  The older I get, somehow they hit easier and I can’t block them as much.  I know, I know, that’s much healthier, but I sure prefer to bottle them up!

Last Saturday we had our first annual neighborhood BBQ.  There were probably 50 people there and they blocked off our street and set up tables.  It was nice for Ross and I to meet some neighbors and introduce ourselves.  Everyone brings their own meat and then salads and desserts to share; kind of a pot luck supper but outside. It was funny to watch those who speak any English trying it out on us. My French did me just fine and I was able to communicate nicely which was great.  When a group was talking and it goes quickly, I’m lost, but one on one it was good.  One neighbor is a teacher in the junior high level and her subject is English, so she sat right across from us.  One other couple had just gotten back from a month in the US, staying with the family who owns our rental house here who live in Georgia currently.  They brought their ipad to show us photos of Atlanta, the aquarium, Turner Field, the lake, the Coke Museum, etc.  It was fun to re-live their trip with them.  I loved the photos she took inside places like Costco….it’s exactly what I do here, take photos of foods and things that amaze me.  It was fun seeing it in reverse.  I so enjoyed the photos of their visit to Trigger Time, the local shooting range.  Here in France, firearms are illegal, so they thought it was fabulous that you can go rent a gun and use the shooting range.  It just cracked me upJ

My food was a hit, although I had been warned at language school that the women would all scamper over to see what I brought…you know, the tall America lady!  I made my two favorite salads that I would make at home.  One is a broccoli salad with bacon, raisins, onions and a sweetish sauce. I had to substitute lardons for bacon  but it was close.  They really liked it and weren’t expecting the sweetness of the vinegar/mayo/sugar dressing. The other, my 7 layer spinach salad got many comments.  Apparently, spinach (epinards here) are served hot as a veg and not a salad.  So when I layered spinach, bacon, onions, mushrooms, peas, parmesan and then made a mayo/sour cream (substitute crème fresh) dressing, it was something everyone wanted to try.  I had several people comment how much they enjoyed them both and the new tastes.  Then I made a strawberry rhubarb crumble, it was a huge hit.  Very different than how they would make it.  One man asked me (yes in French) why it was pink, when I said I put strawberries with it, everyone stopped and we had a whole discussion about how that was so different.  The man said he loves rhubarb but never had it this way.  I commented that I had picked it from my garden too and they loved that.  Then my crumble topping was even more of a discussion.  Here they make it with just white sugar, flour and butter and mine was not that!  I had to describe it in detail….it’s just flour, brown sugar or cassonade, butter and I use oatmeal.  Now, I’ve had trouble finding oatmeal here so I know it’s not something they use much. Well, they loved it and thought it was so original.  It made me laugh, but I enjoyed describing it to them and that it was a normal thing for me to add strawberries or use oatmeal.  I know they weren’t just lying to make me feel good since both salads and the crumble were pretty much gone and I watched people eat it and not tuck it to the sides of their plates.  

Okay, so the fashion oops I’ve mentioned before of dark undies and bras under see through clothes has gotten ridiculous, I see it everywhere, so now I’m thinking it’s the fashion, not an oops.  So, watch out America, fashions tend to start in Europe and move west, so by next year, prepare to see lots of dark or patterned underwear! Trust me, it’s not a good fashion! The other is the men’s shorts…..oh my, you better hope this fashion does not come across the pond….those very, very, short bike shorts…..black, kind of nylon…..they’re everywhere…..not flattering on any man!!!  I’m not talking the tight lycra kind although they are also very popular, but the wispy, blow in the breeze kind!!! 

One nice moment this week for me was on Sunday at church.  Everyone is back from holiday and school has begun.  So, the pews are full now.  A mother and her 18 month old girl, Annelle, sat next to me.  I’ve seen her before and the little girl is always so well behaved and quiet at church.  Very cute but stays pretty close to her mom.  Well during the singing, she looked up at me, crawled on my lap and fell asleep for the entire meeting.  It was hot and we were both sweaty, but I LOVED every cuddle moment.  I needed that!!  She’s a doll baby and I hope to foster our friendship.

Shopping is interesting right now, I have to learn the seasonal fruits and veggies.  Right now, tomatoes are fabulous as well as peaches, but you can’t find a strawberry anywhere.  It’s just a very different growing season for me and the stores use local produce which I love and it’s always fresh.      

Cooking is an adventure too.  I brought my American recipes and measuring cups etc, but I have to convert the products to American weights. Then I have to find ingredients for the ones that I can’t get here.  It’s been a challenge, but I think I’ve mastered most of it.  Although I am making a cake today that will either be a bomb or fabulous.  I’m taking it to the Coquerel’s so if their boys won’t eat it, I’ll know it’s bad!!  I even ran out of sugar, flour and eggs; which for me is a first in 30 years of marriage.  Ross said, “what do you mean you ran out?”  I am a stockpile person, but here I don’t have room and it’s just two of us so I purchase most things fresh.  I keep flour and sugar on hand, but no extra.  I will need to replenish next week. I’m learning a whole new way to shop, store and cook here!

Last night we went to the store for one purpose….to buy wine!  GASP, words you never thought you’d hear from me……but…...we live in France for crying out loud.  Anyway, it’s harvest season for the grapes right now and all the local supermarkets have one week in September of wine sales to make room for the new seasons batch.  Everyone has been telling us about it….and you know me, I love a bargain; so if we’re going to buy it, we’re going for a sale!!  

It would absolutely be rude and offensive here if we didn’t offer someone wine at our home or have a glass with them at their home.  Yes, even the tightest of old Christian bretheren drink wine!  Anyway, I get laughs when I tell them in my adult life I’d never had an alcoholic drink other than a very occasional glass of wine and that I’d prefer it with some Sprite in it….their faces are priceless.  As a child  at home there was always alcohol to fix any problem, scotch for a sore throat, peppermint schnapps for a stomach ache, blackberry brandy for diarrhea and we were told to drink beer as it was cheaper than milk.  So, as an adult it has just been a choice I’ve made not to be a drinker.  It is separate from any religious or moral beliefs, just my choice.  

So, as we live in the Loire Valley, this area is famous for its white wine and it’s usually fairly sweet and used for an aperitif or a dessert wine; I’ve found those are my best choice.  I have also found a glass with your dinner is part of life and it actually does aid your digestion.  So, don’t worry that I’m becoming some sort of a lush; it’s not a drunken party here….just a very different culture and way of living.  So, if you come to my house here, I’ll most likely offer you wine with dinner!  And if you’d prefer not to have any, I won’t be offended…..We’ve stocked up since it was buy some get some free week and some were as cheap as 2 euro a bottleJ I can see my kids reading this thinking “oh great, Mom’s a wino” but trust me, it’s not like that!!

We also went to a tomato festival after church this week.  It had about 50 exhibits and all sorts of tomatoes.  The chateau is the same one we went to the chicken festival at in the spring.  The restaurant is outside under a tent and they serve from whatever the festival represents. The food was fabulous and I’ll put up some photos.  We are enjoying the courses where you get small amounts but several of them.  It’s very slow to eat out here and even if you finish, it’s a good half hour before you get the check.  It’s an event, not just a meal.  Very hard to get used to at first, our American mindset is eat and go; but this is relaxing and talking at the table is part of the meal.  

I’m off again, but I’ll keep a watch out for the unusual and funny.

 











Wednesday, September 5, 2012


Wednesday, September 05, 2012

Well another week in France and fall seems to be settling in. After a few warm weeks we are in the cool but sunny days of fall.  It’s been in the mid 70’s most days and quite lovely.

A funny story to start today….at work Ross has asked them to speak in French during coffee time and lunch.  He has been working on the language and having everyone speak English hasn’t helped.  So today, he is listening and they kept talking about someone and a cervix.  I know, strange conversation over coffee, but as Ross listened, he knew there was a problem and a cervix was part of it.  So, he’s assuming that someone has a big problem and is getting it fixed.  Well as the conversation went on (of which he wisely decided not to join), he found out that it wasn’t cervix, but rather Serve-x…..the people who provide the coffee machines……..too funny!!  They tell us there are a lot of homographs and homophones in French and you just need to listen to the context to understand which one….okay, that’s a pretty big difference!!  Too funny!

Saturday, we went to Bioparc, which is pronounced B.O. park……it’s a local zoo which was dug into the natural stone and designed to provide natural habitats for the animals.  It was a gorgeous day and the zoo was really interesting.  We’ve always enjoyed zoos but this one was fascinating seeing the work involved and the architecture needed to develop it.  The animals were fun to see and surprisingly the bats were one of my favorites.  They have a dark natural cave where there is a bat colony.  We see them inside the cave but behind plexiglass.  I have never seen them up close like that and I was amazed at the power of their wings and the beauty of their form.  When we lived in Hollidaysburg, they had the largest bat colony east of the Mississippi.  We used to go to a bat night where the park ranger would explain about them and it made us not afraid of them at all.  They have sonar so they never will hit you when flying by and they eat so many mosquitos…..I like that!  At the zoo, it was fascinating to watch them.

The bird section brought back memories for us.  When the kids were little(before Calum), we used to go to a pumpkin patch each year in Massachusetts.  When Lindsay was two, she was involved in a minor attack by a flock of geese and she still isn’t fond of them.  At this zoo, there is wire netting overhead strung up by poles and wires to contain the birds.  The birds can walk right up to people and as I stood next to a giant crane, he stood peacefully until Ross brought out the camera.  Suddenly, he hissed and went after me with his long beak. I jumped quickly and started laughing with the families standing waiting to take their pictures.  Then other birds would walk around but then peck at your feet or at a stroller wheel.  One gross thing was the bathroom.  Two of the stalls were normal toilets, but the other….a squatty potty……literally foot marks and a hole to aim over….in a women’s bathroom!!!  For the record, I waited for the stall with a toilet!!

On the way home we found a nice sidewalk café and while waiting for our food, we had a lovely (in French) conversation with the owners wife.

This week I went downtown Tours to visit a nail salon.  I had gotten a recommendation from someone here and this is the only shop that does gel.  Well, my pedicure was not quite what I’m used to in the USA as they put your feet in the water for maybe five minutes just to clean them.  The chair is basically a waxing table where you sit up but bend your legs and put your feet at the end.  The gel part was what I know, but there was no pumice for the heels, just the electric nail file thing with a gritty wheel on the end.  So, like a dremmel and sandpaper to file your heels.  It worked, but very different.  No nice foot and leg massage, no massaging chair, not much pampering; but my toenails look good! 

While downtown I walked around for a while, and then had lunch at a local restaurant called Fuxia. (pronounced FOO XIA)  It has an indoor and outdoor section.  I was able to sit out on the sidewalk at a table and do some people watching while eating.  I’ll post the photo of the salad….it was yummy!   I had driven downtown since the bus times were not working, so I did my first city parking in the garage underground near the train station.  You get a ticket upon entry and then before leaving validate it and pay so you can stick it in the machine at the exit. I do not like parking garages, especially underground ones, but felt safe enough.  It’s just that here, every stairwell going down to parking garages or toilets all reek of urine to me.  I’m sure it’s due to the beggars sleeping in them at night (and probably urinating in them)….but I’m not a fan.  I stuck to the large open staircaseJ Plus, it was 6 euro for parking so I didn’t love that either!  Round trip the bus is 2euro 80 and I can drive to the bus stop, so believe it or not, can’t quite believe I’m saying this…..I think the bus is easier than fighting traffic and much cheaper!

I mentioned we picked up a new toilet; well, yesterday we had it installed. I know it’s just a toilet; but it’s tall and I love it!  Hey, it’s the little things.

Yesterday, Lindsay texted me that we got another homeowners violation on the house in Georgia.  This time it’s our mailbox, the sun has faded it too much, so now it’s not black enough and needs to be painted.  The flag has been missing for years, but now, suddenly, we must replace it as well.  The HOA in our neighborhood outsourced the maintenance stuff and somehow in over 13 years there we have had 4 violations in 8 months where we never had any before.  I’m thinking there have to be others who are getting tired of the petty violations; it’s as if they have a quota to meet.  They have the annual meeting and voting in October  so we will add a note to pour ballot.  

For the monthly household issue, the kids have had internet and TV problems.  Yesterday Lindsay met the AT and T guy and things are working great now, except for our desktop computer.  Great, just what we needed! Lindsay will try to correct the problem, but if not, they’ll need to see about a repair guy. ARGH!

I was at the Casino again today, I was stocking up on fruits and vegetables for the next week. While browsing the meat section,  this week I passed on the “lapin” and “canard” and went for chicken and beef; but I saw this section I hadn’t noticed before.  Several cuts of cheval meat……okay, in French that is HORSE!!!  I kid you not, they actually package and sell horsemeat.  I may have been brave enough to cook the rabbit and duck, but there is no way I’m buying and cooking horse.  That is just so wrong to me!!!  What’s next-puppies?  I did go up and down each aisle just meandering and gazing to see what looks interesting.  In one aisle there were jars of things and I noticed one was just duck fat……so next time you’re in the market for a jar of duck fat, call me….I know just where to get it!

Lindsay is having a rough week as Sunday, she backed her car into Calum’s car in the driveway.  It made us laugh as there was minimal damage and it reminded us of her two other accidents…..both in our driveway! One a scuffle with the basketball pole and the other involved our mailbox and someone else’s van she was driving.  Now this…..she’s great on the road, but in our yard…watch out!!!   Oh she makes me laugh from afar!

Never a dull moment with our family!!  I’m off to get the laundry from the line….more soon.