As promised, I have some pictures of the wonderful independent wine festival. I forgot to mention in the last post that every time you go to the festival you get a nice wine glass....yay for free stuff and free wine!
"Thanks for visiting, see you soon!"
Guess how many bottles are in the bag.....
15!! Now guess how many are mine?
......10. Woops :) And how many are presents you ask? As many as I can fit into my suitcase.
Another difference between France and the States...presents. I was stressing so much after I found an apartment. I needed to say thank you to Marc and his family for giving me a place to stay as well as all of the teachers for their help with the paperwork I went through to stay here for the next 9 months. Trying to find presents in a foreign country for people you are just starting to get to know is not fun in the slightest. Flowers? Bon-bons? A book? But what do they like? What moves them?
Coincidentally, the people I was hoping to thank gave me a hint...host a dinner party. So that's exactly what I did. I've been told it's an easier way to get everyone together, it's less stress, and it's more French to eat and talk than just trade material things.
So, what better than some of my Momma's lasagna, garlic bread, salad, and....CARAMEL APPLES! I figured I had to celebrate Halloween/Fall somehow in this country, and if they don't have enough costumes to go around then we have to stick to food. So it was "Chacun pour sa pomme" aka battle for the sugary dipping sauces. Regardez nos pommes!
(Counterclockwise from empty spot: Elodie, Nathalie and her boyfriend, Melanie and her husband, Gaeten and his wife, and baby in the other room).
The funniest part of the evening was waiting to eat the apples. I told them how typically you let them cool in the refridgerator before you bite into the delicious goo. Since my fridge was too small to store the lovely creations ( because of the fondue sticks we used), I put them out on the balcony to cool. Five minutes later, everyone is eerily quiet and I ask if they are that anxious to eat the caramel apples. "Bah, mais oui!" So I returned the apples to their rightful owners and all you could hear was CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH. I think they were a hit since the teachers were already joking about doing it again at school. I can't wait to host Thanksgiving in three weeks.
Until next time, enjoy my new favorite Frenchie, Zaz.
My theme song of the week.
XOXOX
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