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I’ll never forget the day I first tried a Salade Périgourdine. Monsieur and I were in Toulouse on the way to a wedding in Lot. We had stopped for lunch at a terrace restaurant on Wilson Square and I was struggling to decide what to eat. In the end, I decided to try a the [...]

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Monsieur and I were in Cannes for New Year but soon decided to leave the heaving Croisette for a little trip elsewhere. In our efforts to do just that we drove stop-start through the labyrinthine streets of France’s answer to Tinseltown trying to find a way out. This took a while but a U-turn and [...]

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One of the special somethings that Monsieur brings back from trips to France is a pack of galettes. These buck-wheat pancakes are popular in Britanny, and brown, compared to the white of the regular flour crêpe.
If you’d like to make the galettes yourself, you could follow this recipe:

To make about 10 galettes:
Ingredients:

330g buckwheat flour
10g coarse [...]

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Last summer when Monsieur and I found ourselves at the Saturday market in Sarlat-le-Canéda, we were tempted into buying some delicious foie gras at one of the many stalls selling duck produce. The foie gras is long gone, but the preserve jars in which it was sold are still with me. Time and time again, [...]

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This beauty shop in La Rochelle stopped me in my tracks because of the painting hanging in its window. Apologies for not being able to lose more of the reflection on the glass, but if you look closely, you’ll see three topless old women smiling back at you. A better advertisement for booking an appointment [...]

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Here’s day two of my first visit to Paris, from a journal written when I was an awkward fifteen years old. It’s a bit of a history lesson, this entry. Goodness only knows how I managed to take such accurate notes without missing the sights. Anyway, the itinerary is interesting and I’ve created lots of [...]

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When I was fifteen, I saw Paris for the first time. My parents had decided that our southern hemisphere summer holidays should be spent seeing some of the great cities of Europe, so here we were in the City of Light, mid-winter, just in time to celebrate the New Year.
Here are my journal entries from [...]

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The world is certainly not short of francophiles, as can be seen by the number of books under Amazon’s FRANCE category. Quite a few of those books have made it onto my shelf at times, but none of them satisfactorily answer the question: what’s it like to date a French person? Perhaps I’ll end up [...]

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When you live with a Frenchman, or any sort of man who believes in True Coffee, eventually a coffee machine will be introduced to your life. In my case, the machine in question has a eerily strong personality and seems to have taken exception to me, ever since I first attempted to get a coffee [...]

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Monsieur and I love kayaking, which is called canoë-kayak in French (pronounced CAN-OO-AY kayak). Why the French feel the need to use both words, I really don’t know. Anyway, apart from our common enjoyment of this boating experience, each time Monsieur and I set off in a kayak we leave the concept of togetherness on the shore. Monsieur paddles [...]

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