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Le Petit France Blog - Provence-Alpes-Côte d'Azur

provence alpes cote dazur  Le Petit France Blog   because we all love reading blogs about life in FranceLe Petit France Blog is Tuula’s blog about her life in Provence.

Tuula is (to use her own words)… “an American turned devoted Europhile after living for three years in Italy & now the South of France. I worked in higher education & non-profit management until I decided to pursue my dream of living abroad. I met a lovely French man in Rome & voilà, now I have the opportunity to see how many cheeses there really are in this country. I’m here to write about living in Provence, travel slowly, & celebrate all things French.”

Now, Le Petit France Blog is a very new blog (only about two months old, in fact) but, it’s full of the same sort of energy and enthusiasm that I found in C’est Christine and so I’m reviewing it now as I’m sure it will develop, with time, to be quite a reference about life in the South of France.

The story starts with 7 hours in St Tropez which I imagine is all I could afford!

The part where Tuula proves that she’s never met Jean-Phillipe (or his fat wife!)

From there we move onto the heavier stuff with Tuula investigating 10 French Stereotypes: True or Faux?

Well, I think Tuula gets some of the answers wrong here.  When she says that the French don’t smell she has obviously never met Jean-Phillipe from near St. Just.  On a good day (or should that be a bad day?), I can smell him just by opening the windows  – and he lives 7 km away!

Then again, when she agrees that women on average are quite thin, it’s clear that she’s never met Jean-Phillipe’s wife!  When she comes trundling down the lane it’s like a Total Eclipse of the Sun!

Tuula is right though, when she says that the French eat a lot of cheese – why wouldn’t they?

And talking of cheese; I’m getting hungry!

In Photo Essay:Market Day, Sanay sur Mer Tuula gets all excited about her first trip to the market at Sanay sur Mer.

Well, I really don’t blame her!

Just take a look at those lovely fish; those 20 types of asparagus, those snails, those squid…..

And couldn’t you just munch yourself to death on those tomatoes?

And, hoping that I can find another way of starting a sentence, rather than using the word…And, let’s stop for a spot of Brunch at Nice.

And, like Tuula, I may opt to leave my mini-skirt & pink stilettos as home – at least until I’ve had a chance to shave my legs!

And what better way of washing down the brunch than a tripe to the Wine Tasting at La Fete du Vin?

And who would believe that the wine barrels for their caves cost €11,000 each?

And that’s before they’re filled up with wine!

But what about the real Provence; flowers, olives and lavender?

We are treated to a view of Inside Provence at Spring Festivals and, just as Paris wouldn’t be Paris without the odd dollop of Doggie Doo-doos on the pavement (and, indeed, Brittany wouldn’t be Brittany without a pile of cow poo outside your garden gate), Provence just wouldn’t be Provence without a flock of sheep being herded up the high street!

Trés Jean de Florette (or better still, trés Manon des Sources!  I am a big, big fan of Emmanuelle Beart!)

There are flowers and olives to be had at the Nice Flower Market and there are more flowers at May Showers, French Flowers.

The lavender comes from Beyond Lavender-Field Provence (together, rather strangely, with some gold fishes and a dog fast asleep in the street!)

So, summing up….

So, summing up.  Le Petit France Blog is still a very young blog but one which has got off to a stunning start.

If you like all things French and fancy a provencal flavoured snack, you coudl do far worse than polishing your denture and tucking into Le Petit France Blog!

And me? Well, I lent my dentures to Jean-Phillipe and he hasn’t given them back so I’ll just have to put a brave smile on and visit St. Tropez’s Down to Earth Sister.

All the best

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  • By Dedene, June 2, 2010 @ 4:30 pm

    Of course, on the Côte d’Azur, women are thin. Not up here in the countryside.

  • By Keith Eckstein, June 2, 2010 @ 6:02 pm

    I think it’s the same here – all the women in Vannes are 21 years old and as thin as a rake! Anyone else must just be visiting for the day.

    But here, in deepest rural Brittany (a few miles inland), the thin ones are the ones that don’t butcher their own pigs (perhaps I exaggerate slightly!)

  • By Tuula, June 3, 2010 @ 7:51 pm

    Thanks for your kind review of my blog! You did a great job detailing all of the posts & I really enjoyed hearing snippets from your corner of France…although I’m quite sure we could ’round up a few characters down here to give your Jean-Phillipe (& his “robust” wife) a run for their money… cheers!

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