The French people consider eating an art. Salad dressings are homemade and made for just that meal. Breads are carefully selected. Cheese follows lunch and dinner, and lunch last for an hour or so; dinner can easily stretch into 3 hours. Of course, it's not all eating. In fact, the food is consumed slowly and is savored. There's lots of talking and laughing and drinking--the food is sprinkled in here and there.
I was in awe of the pastry shops, because the tiny treats were works of art. They were
Sweet advice like frosting on a French pasty...ooops that was supposed to be pastry, Cupcake.
ReplyDeleteLinda--
DeleteI think in your case--you who puts the WILD in WWWP--pasty might be a Freudian slip...
Tasters often complain that my treats are bitter. I attribute such perception to their undeveloped palates.
ReplyDeleteVal--
DeleteIt's like when Elaine said, "Yada yada yada...and we had the lobster bisque," and she was accused of leaving the best part out. She responded, "No, I mentioned the bisque..."
The best part of your writing IS the bite, the bit of bile, the snarkiness. You need to shout at those who reject your writing, "YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE BITE!" and continue to move forward.
What a fun post! YUM.
ReplyDeleteLynn--Thanks. But considering the conversation we've had today, perhaps I should burn all my food photos from France?
DeleteNow, I'm hungry!
ReplyDeleteFrance IS a place I hunger for...
DeleteAn EDITOR!? Why, that would be like sending Hansel & Gretel off to see Hannibal Lecter. Bite your tongue, Sioux.
ReplyDeleteFireblossom--How can I bite my tongue when it's usually in my cheek?
DeleteI know...how about sending your work to a publisher who always says "yes" to brilliance and will immediately print them up in a book?
I'm still looking for that publisher...
Delicious post!!!
ReplyDeleteTammy--Merci beaucoup.
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