Monthly Archives: November 2010

A drive with a difference

It’s a pleasant drive from Daglan to neighbouring Cénac-et-Saint-Julien, if you head out of our village over the Pont Neuf on the D-60 (the “D” designates departmental roads,  which are usually well maintained). After you cross the bridge, you follow … Continue reading

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Tasty treats that look nice too

Lest there be any confusion, entrée in French restaurants means the appetizer — not the main course, which is what entrée has come to mean in North America. It’s the entry to the meal, the starter. And today for lunch … Continue reading

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And so it begins…

We can’t say we weren’t warned. Daglan has an actual winter, we were told repeatedly: load up on firewood, have your chimney cleaned, make sure you have plenty of warm clothes. And so in early October, we had our first … Continue reading

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There’s pork on my fork!

Few things make me happier than seeing the word choucroute on a menu in France. Okay, we all know that it should say “choucroute garnie,” because by itself, choucroute is nothing more than sauerkraut (English: sauerkraut) (German: sauerkraut) (Dutch: kabbigemitderstuffenpfeffer). … Continue reading

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A quiet Sunday in autumn

It was overcast this morning as we headed out to Cazals, a village less than half an hour away, to visit the weekly market. The market is one of our favourites, held in the large square at the centre of … Continue reading

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A very good idea for dessert

I’ve seen café gourmand listed on many menus in our area, but until now I’ve never got around to trying it. But today at the end of lunch at Au Bureau, in Sarlat, I decided I wanted a nice little … Continue reading

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A cat, a kindness, an apple tart

We’ve become used to finding little presents at our front door. A jar of homemade jam. A small basket of fresh eggs. A bag of figs. Usually we can guess quite easily which of our friends was the donor. But … Continue reading

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