Collage - Journal 1932...

Collage - Journal 1932...

Monday, October 11, 2010

A taste for life...France... somewhere on the coast and the countryside....


(All Photos by Tavarua)

My arrival...much has been written and much can be said about France...and anybody who stays more than 3 months...will understand that this country - with such an artistic and philosophical soul will perhaps change your perspective on ...




Arrival...at the country house...


Arrival ...an experience in life...even if familiar to your heart...it can be of unexpected...pleasure sometimes...


"Thinking"...

"The surest defense against Evil is extreme individualism, originality of thinking, whimsicality, even — if you will — eccentricity. That is, something that can't be feigned, faked, imitated; something even a seasoned impostor couldn't be happy with.”- Joseph Brodsky



Unpacking....


and unpacking...


Escargots...

Would you care for a recipe???

 Ragoût d’escargots forestière

2 tablespoons butter
1 shallot, minced
1/2 clove garlic, minced
125 grams wild mushrooms, needs to be diced
1 small tomato, peeled, seeded, cored, diced
30 to 35 small snails
5 deciliter of heavy cream
Herbs the Provence, fine salt - freshly ground black pepper

Melt the butter in a small frying pan over medium-low heat.
Add the shallot - cook until soft.
Add the garlic and the mushrooms. Cook the mushrooms until soft. 
Add and mix the tomato and snails.
Add the cream and cook until the cream sauce is thick. Season with herb the Provence, salt and fresh pepper.
Ready ...
 

It is time for some crackling logs...and a glass of wine...do remember there is always a reason for drinking...today - for the excellence of the wine...and to good friends...


Night - Back at the house - Somewhere in France...after a nice evening at a simple Brasserie by the coast... dinner -  Moules et frites...

2 comments:

  1. If, as Goethe said, "music is frozen architecture," then your photos are frozen poetry, Tavarua!

    The house looks lovely; there is nothing better than the combination of cold stone and a warm fire, is there, unless it's also accompanied by a pair of favorite sliippers and a glass of red. Good friends, good food, good conversation -- sounds like a wonderful time -- how long are you staying? xx

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  2. i don't know who said it but...

    "the end of all our sorrows
    will be to arrive where we started
    and know the place for the first time."

    beth

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