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Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

19 March 2014

A trip to market...


Our local market is very different at this time of year...

no tourist souvenirs, just local stalls nestling together
under the 15th century halle (covered market place) & around the square...
selling lots of lovely produce,
like this wonderful selection of cheese...
home-made tarts & preserves...
local wines & vegetables...
garlic from Toulouse...
juicy tomatoes from Marmande...
delicious clementines from just over the Spanish border...
look at this little fellow is sitting cosily, waiting patiently to go home...

 

This bush is wonderful at the moment, such a lovely splash of colour & buzzing with bees...



9 November 2013

Café du matin...

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I don't know about you but I can't function without a cup of coffee first thing in the morning.
Strong & black with a wonderful aroma; it sets me up for the day.

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The French love their coffee.
In the cafés, it's made by an espresso machine.

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Many cafés have a zinc-lined drawer under the counter into which the old coffee grounds are tipped before a fresh cup is made. I love the gentle thud sound made when the used grounds are knocked out, together with the chinking of cups and the lovely aroma of the coffee, this sums up French cafés for me.

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At home, they may use a machine, stove-top pot, cafétiere (French coffee press) or even instant,
(my French friends would be horrified I'd mentioned the last one as it is classed as the lowest of the low!).

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Moka pots, as stove-top espresso makers are often called, are such an iconic design.
Not only do they look good but make a decent cup of coffee too.

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First made by Alfonso Bialetti in 1933 to provide both an affordable espresso maker & a beautiful object to make it in. The inventor came up with the idea while watching his wife boiling up water to wash the laundry.

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The design is simple, the bottom chamber holds water which is brought to the boil, steam is then forced through the coffee grounds in the middle chamber & the coffee is brewed in the top.

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 We have our own little beauty in the Petit PIca shop. An unusual design with a 70's style orange & white flower print. It would look great in any kitchen.

 



Our café du matin at the market this morning...
...un grand café and une café crème...
...with a wickedly delicious croissant aux amandes...
...sitting in the Autumn sun...
...bliss...


12 September 2013

A day in the life of a tourist...

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Did you miss us? We've been a bit tied up lately what with the end of the summer holidays and preparing for la rentrée, (back to school). There have been numerous shopping trips to buy supplies for school, such as new exercise books in just the right size. God help you if your child has the wrong size book with too few or too many pages, or the squared paper has the wrong size squares! Each year we buy dozens of pens & pencils as there never seems to be any left by the end of the school year. I'm sure their pencil cases have a pencil-eating monster lurking in the bottom!


 Now the children are packed off to school, we decided to treat ourselves to a day out in the nearby town of Sarlat, about ½ an hour's drive from Bergerac. This is a very pretty town with ancient buildings packed tightly together along narrow winding streets. At this time of year it is busy with tourists, so just for a day, we became tourists too. I have to say we seemed to spend most of our time eating & drinking, well I suppose that's what tourists do! Starting our day with the obligatory cup of café at a lovely café on the steps of the ancient maire (town hall).


We then wandered the streets doing a little window shopping...


Isn't this wedding cake amazing?! So delicate, it would be a shame to cut it. I wouldn't like to be the one to transport it to the wedding venue!


This indoor market was created by one of France's top architects, Jean Nouvel, converting the church of Sainte-Marie in the centre of Sarlat. It is a mix of the old & new, especially with the huge steel doors. There is also a panoramic lift in the bell tower which you can ride up to see breathtaking views of the surrounding area. We were too busy looking at the food on display & forgot to go up in it! Well there's always next time...


This is one of the stalls that was distracting us, look at the wonderful display of macarons...yum, yum!


We emerged from food heaven to see the restaurants setting up for lunch. So that was our cue to pull up a chair at one of the tables & order le menu du jour (daily set menu). Made up of local dishes, it was delicious but very filling. We just about managed to finish the walnut tart, washing it down with some cold rosé - hic!


Talking of wine, we saw this still outside a wine shop, what an amazing contraption!


Better for us on such a hot day would have been water from this spring.


Sarlat has a lot of cobble streets, the honey coloured stone is wonderful especially in the dabbled sunlight.


Many of the buildings have stone tiled roofs. No wonder the buildings are made from large blocks of stone; they need to be sturdy to take the weight.


There are some lovely old doors in the town, we couldn't resist taking just a couple of snaps. The blue hue was so gorgeous and the other looked like it lead to a secret garden. Who knows, maybe it did!


A bit more wandering before an afternoon tea, (well actually Orangina and Perrier as it was so hot), & then heading home, ending our day as tourists.

Aren't these roses lovely?


A gift from Kelly - they are so beautiful and such an unusual colour.
Merci mon amie xx




2 August 2013

A taste of Malta...part 2

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Here we are again - another little piece of Malta...

The Maltese adore bright colours, like the luzzus, & there are such wonderful colours to be seen all around you...

like streets decorated for a festa...

or the turquoise sea of the Blue Lagoon, on the tiny island of Comino, (off the northern shore of Malta)...

or light bouncing off the buildings as the sun goes down...

or the sun setting over Valletta...

colour everywhere you look...

Two things come to mind when thinking of Malta - history & lace...

like the ancient city walls of Valletta...with a restaurant nestling in between...

the covered walkways and steep streets leading down to the port...


the covered balconies which feature on so many of the older buildings
 & the small shops sitting side by side with the modern multi-national chains...

Top left: wonderful traditional store complete with chandeliers
Top right: traditional drapers - packed floor to ceiling with fabrics
Bottom left: men's shirt shop - every colour under the sun
Bottom right: one of my favourite haberdashery shops packed to the rafters with goodies

including a traditional Maltese pie shop, tucked down one of the side streets...this became a favourite as they also did take-aways - yummy!...

& old walls and doors weathered by salt and wind...

Malta has a long tradition of lace making & produces some beautiful pieces. Sadly, it's a dying art, due partly to cheaper mass-produced machine lace...

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Gozo (another island off the northern coast) used to be known as the "capital of lace-making of Malta"  & the lace is referred to as bizzilla. Maltese lace has it's own characteristics which makes it different from other lace, notably the use of the Maltese cross in the design.

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In the past, it was not unusual to see women sitting on their doorsteps making lace. Unfortunately, this is a very rare sight today as only a few still make lace on the island.



This gardenia flower had the most heavenly scent. Each morning I would pick a sprig from the bushes by the pool & keep it in the pocket of my beach bag to enjoy the perfume while I sunbathed...big sigh...seems such a long time ago now...