Sunday, May 13, 2012
Back to Burittos and Beagles Etc,
Returning home from a workshop in Europe requires a gradual adjustment. After dining in Paris bistros and at the Sous L'Olivier in Lagnes in Provence every night for a week, I could not immediately go back to my own cooking. My husband was kind enough to take me out to our favorite burritto joint for lunch yesterday to ease my transition to my kitchen. I put the tablecloth I bought in the market in St. Remy on our kitchen table to remind me of the bright Provencal colors. The beagles have all been very sincere in welcoming me home and so has our mini aussie. Of course they all wanted to know why the Canadian standard poodle (pictured a few posts ago) got to go to Paris and they had to stay home. To keep up the Paris feeling in my soul, I am trying to imagine the power line tower I see from my backyard is really the Eiffel Tower.