Marianne Goes to France has only been going since November 2009 but has already got a host of great posts.
To find out more about the author of this blog I took a look at the about page from her Gite rental site, French Farmhouse Holidays.
And this is what I found… “Marianne first fell in love with France when she spent a summer in the French countryside as a teenager. A few years later, she arranged to spend a year in Clermont-Ferrand, where she worked as a nanny and studied at the local university. All this made her love for France grow and she dreamed of one day buying and renovating a place of her own in the countryside. When she met Caitlin, she found a good friend who shared this same love for France, and this dream started to blossom into reality. Since the purchase of the house in May 2000, Marianne has spent every summer at the farmhouse, and in 2009 she permanently moved to France with her husband, Jean-Marc.”
So, now we know that, let’s take a peek at the blog.
I bet we’ll find some good recipes here…..
Now, I don’t know why I thought that but I certainly was right!
Let’s start with the recipe for Marianne’s Favourite Lemon Loaf. Now, doesn’t that look wonderful?
Or what about this lovely Apple Tart?
Mrs A Taste of Garlic keep telling me that I’m way too fond of tarts.
“But, my sweet,” I tell her. “That’s why I fell in love with you!”
Then she hits me?
I went to one of those once and it lasted two days!
And if you think that’s bad, just take a look at the menu for Christmas in France!
You know, I think I’m going to have to start a new religion – one where it’s Christmas every day!
Is there anyone in the world who doesn’t love proper salted butter?
You could even learn some French here as well!
Well, that you certainly could.
And it’d be the proper type of French; not the sort you learn in school.
More the sort of stuff that involves making facial gestures and waving your hands around a lot!
Try this… Speed. Frequently in use in our house, I often find myself saying to Mrs A Taste of Garlic….”je suis speed, moi.”
Normally when I’m rushing to the outhouse having just discovered that she’s laced my porridge with Cod’s Liver Oil!
C’est la cata! You might think? La Cata is the word that, for the French, turns the smallest mishap into a national disaster!
Ce n’est pas terrible? Well, actually it is! That means that it is terrible whilst C’est terrible means… It’s great!
Confused, you bloody well ought to be!
I’ve been trying (trying!) to not rant on about all the frustrating things in France….
So, how has Marianne been doing?
Well, there is the almost obligatory Church Bell Rant.
Which is followed up, almost immediately, by the almost obligatory Why Does Everything Shut Down At Lunchtime Rant.
Although Marianne does think that… “would be a shame to lose this part of French culture.”
And anyway, Marianne finds loads of great things to not rant about….
Such as these great litter bins and the French Health System.
It’s almost worth Getting Sick just to be able to enjoy it!
And there’s always the chance to spend Time at the Farmhouse when things get her down (not that they really do, I’m sure!)
Just look at the lovely photos here – Lovely Photos of the Farmhouse and just tell me that you don’t want to shout “Ooh La La” and “Vive La France!”
Well, they make me want to shout those things but then Mrs A Taste of Garlic has always said that I’m a bit weird – what with all that lusting over tarts and all that!
So, Summing up….
Marianne Goes to France is an excellent blog about one young woman’s new life over here.
Marianne suggests that this blog is… “is a collection of my experiences, thoughts, recipes and travels.”
I’ll say that this blog does exactly what it says on the tin and is well worth a visit (or two?)
And me? Well, I’m a little bit hungry and I’ve discovered some Pumpkin Pie.
And I might follow that up with a few Lemon Oatmeal Poppy Seed Scones; they sound nice, don’t they?
And it would be a shame to leave without trying some of Marianne’s Bran and Pumpkin Spic Muffins.
Leaving, of course, just enough room to be able to squeeze in some Plum Tart!
It’d be rude not to!
And besides, I’ve always been a bit partial to a nice juicy tart!
All the best