Candy Froggie’s Lair has got to be one of the most undiscovered blogs in my preferred section of the blogosphere.
With 2680 posts going back over the last 9 years, why oh why, has she only got 4 followers on her Google friend Connect? Surely there must be some mistake (or perhaps something is broken?)
As well as being one of the most undiscoveredest (not sure if that’s a real word but if it isn’t, it ought to be one!) blogs around, it’s also one of the funniest and most interesting!
But with all those post (hey, it’s going to take me to Christmas to read all of them), it’s hard to know where to begin.
So, I guess I’ll dive right in and see where I surface!
And where did I turn up? Well, strangely enough, in the middle of a post about exposing your bottom in the middle of Paris!
Much encouraged, I was the immediately confused by a comment made by Candy Froggie (whilst on holiday in Brittany), in this post in 2004, “You never expect snow in Bretagne… even less snow on a 25th of December!”
I hate to tell you Candy Froggie, but I live here and I expect snow all year round!
Anyway, I’m sure Candy Froggie will soon find out about Breton weather as she does have a Hobbit House in Brittany. Come to think of it, as this recent post starts with the words… “I can’t believe what I’ve seen … no rain in Bretonie in the next 2 days!”, it suggests as she already has!
Still in Brittany (and I promise that I’ll get back to Paris, where this blog is based, fairly soon), Candy Froggie shows that she’s not convinced about Pig’s Ears even if she does go on to describe them as a Long lasting, natural treat!
So, back in Paris (the world’s gastronomic centre – after Lyons, that is), it should be no surprise to find Les p’tits chefs.
In these two posts, the difference between men and women are clearly summed up. You know, I’ve always wondered why the girlies have to have a million pairs of shoes but us guys only get to have one boat (for boat, read motorbike, sportscar, whatever…)?
And, speaking of women and boots….. Candy Froggie shows how much she loves them with this post, and this post, and this post, and this post, and this post, and this post, and…. well, you get what I’m trying to say?
Now, I suppose that I ought to mention that Candy Froggie is an artist and has an Art Gallery at artblog.candyfroggie.com – only, over there, she calls herself Bérengère? Not sure why but then, I never did understand women; all that fascination with having hundreds of pairs of boots, having as many names as they like….. nope, don’t understand any of it at all!
There are a lot of posts, on this blog, about music but many of the musicians sing in German and most of them are far too loud for my liking so I’ll avoid mentioning them here. Just a word of warning; if you are of a delicate persuasion, it’s the music videos of Rammstein that you might want to avoid!
Now, I could go on forever but, with a blog this size, it really would be forever!
So I’ll leave you with this lovely article about my favourite food of all time… tête de veau!
And if that doesn’t whet your appetite, why not take a trip to Candy Froggie’s Lair and discover the remaining 2679 posts.
You won’t find any 2CV posts, absolutely nothing about mushrooming and the nearest I could get to a Lingerie post was this one about Fried eggs à la Candy but there are plenty of very good posts about Brittany and, surprisingly for a Paris based blog, not a single post about dog poo!
Go on, take a trip to Candy Froggie’s Lair and see for yourself.
And me? Well, I’ve just found a Bretonish Bathroom so I’m off for my annual dip and scrub!
All the best
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