Let me tell you a story…
Are you sitting comfortably?
Yes, well then I’ll begin.
Once upon a time (actually twenty one years, four months and two days ago) a young American girl call Dedene moved to France.
That year (1989) was a very special one for the French people as it was the 200th anniversary of the founding of their republic.
The French celebrate their national day on July the 14th.
This just happened to be Dedene’s birthday.
So when the whole country went crazy with huge concerts, street parties, firemen’s balls and fireworks all over, the young Dedene thought it was all in her honour.
Well, perhaps it was and perhaps it wasn’t but whatever, it was only a short 19 years, 9 months and 26 days later before Dedene got round to starting her own blog – Bienvenue Chez Moi.
And, if you really want to see Dedene, back in the day, with her arm round a man with a seriously striped shirt, you could look no further than here!
By the way, Dedene doesn’t often mention mistaking France’s Bicentenaire of the founding of the Republic for a bit of a knees up in honour of her birthday – neither does she mention the man in the seriously striped shirt (I do wonder what became of him?)
And, somehow, I’m not surprised!
And, if that isn’t the most convoluted opening ever, to a blog review, I want my money back!
So, to save Dedene any more embarrassment, lets move swiftly on….
We quickly learn that she has a husband called Mr Titi (I bet he was teased at school about that!) and that she knows some saucy phrases!
And they might come in handy when she asks… On se fait la bise?
All I can say is…. “Oh oui oui oui, plus fort!”
Oh, la la!
I’m hungry, anything to eat?
Well, lets start with Pork Roast and Savoury Roasted Vegetables. Now, doesn’t that look nice? Could I have seconds please?
Washed down with some homemade cider? I do have to take issue with Dedene when she says that “Anyone who’s ever been to Normandy knows that the cider there is the best in the world.” Apart, that is, from Breton cider!
In Lasagne au Poulet she admits that… “I’m sure that I was a fat, old Italian woman in a past life.”
That’s weird because I’ve often thought the self same thing!
That Lasagne does look nice though, doesn’t it?
For afters (or for the main course if you’re really hungry), there’s Brochets de Poulet aux Epices. I’ll have a dozen please!
And, as I’ve still got a little space left in my big, fat tummy, I’m going to have a little plate of Pâtes au Potimarron et aux Saucisses Fumés. Just the thing to help ride out the coming storm!
So, where does Dedene live?
Dedene lives in Loiret and she kindly takes as for A Tour Round Our Village. She lets on that… “I discovered that bad taste is not unusual here in France. These folks seem to have a passion for kitschy statues in their yard. I have to give them credit for resisting the urge to put in garden gnomes.”
Oh dear! It’s better she never sees my garden!
Still, at least there are mushrooms nearby. The obligatory Collecting Wild Mushrooms post that no Life in France blog is complete without show some lovely pictures of some lovely Ceps. Yum, yum!
A bit of Crime and Nourishment?
There’s a murder in the village and Dedene cleverly manages to mention that in the same breath as describing a recipe for Risotto aux Cèpes! That is a stroke of pure genius – I’ve been patiently waiting for a murder in my village just so I could do the same thing!
Then, there’s another murder (and a pig is killed!)
In Brittany we’ve long thought that those French are a strange old lot!
I suppose it does help if you have Copains comme Cochons (friends like pigs)…
So, Summing up……
A wonderful blog that I should have reviewed long ago!
My favourite post is the one about Meeting David the Charcutier but then, it would be, wouldn’t it?
I suggest that if you pop down to take a look at Bienvenue Chez Moi you pop in and meet him too.
His Boudin a l’ Anciènne and the Andouille a Griller look divine!
Or, is that just my “being a fat, old Italian woman in my past life” resurfacing?
Wish me luck!
All the best