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Une note bleue ...

Penulis : Unknown on Friday, 7 January 2011 | 11:41

Friday, 7 January 2011

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... pour commencer l'année ...
Petite tasse offerte par ma maman, elle a rejoint mon début de collection ...
J'espère avoir plus de bol(s) en 2011 ...
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Jolie carafe apportée il y a quelques jours par J., la mère de ma belle-fille.
Elle appartenait à la grand-mère.
Une adorable attention ...
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Mais aussi ...
Les soldes en Italie ...
Et juste pour le plaisir, ramener deux magazines dans la langue de Dante ...
Des magazines qui nous enchantent, une tasse de thé "Un Après-Midi à Paris" de chez Fauchon, offert par ma chère Lakévio ... c'est tout, c'est beaucoup ...
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Deux images ...
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Et pas d'Epiphanie sans la traditionnelle brioche ...
Pour nous elle est provençale !
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Nous aimons tirer les rois !
Petite collection sentimentale !
Les santons des années passées ...
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Mais je garde aussi les vieux calendriers des Postes, les jacinthes de Noël, les cartes de voeux, les magazines aimés, les livres, les carnets de notes de mes fils et tellement d'autres choses ... au grand désarroi de mon mari, qui n'en demande pas tant !!!
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Très beau week-end à vous qui passez

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Suite Francaise by Irene Nemirovsky

Penulis : Unknown on Thursday, 6 January 2011 | 01:21

Thursday, 6 January 2011


Irene Nemirovsky (1903 - 1942) Was born in Kiev, her family was forced to flee to France during the Russian Revolution. There, she became an author of wonderful fiction novels such as: The Ball, David Golder, and The Courilof Affair.

Irene's life was short and filled with beauty as well as strife. She began writing at the age of 18. The relationship with her mother was complicated to say the least and is the central theme of many of her novels. She enjoyed great success as a writer in Paris and, in the mid 1920's, married a banker  with whom she had two girls. 


During World War II, she struggled to keep her family safe, converting from Judaism to Catholicism to protect her children from the growing anti semitism in France. Her husband lost his job and she was no longer allowed to publish her books. They fled south, applying desperately for French citizenship to no avail. In July, 1942, Irene was taken to Auschwitz where she died a month later from typhus. As she was being taken away, she told her young daughters, "I am going on a journey now." In November of 1942, her husband was taken to Auschwitz where he was immediately gassed. 

During the Second World War, prior to her deportation, Irene began documenting the war in France in the form of reflection as opposed to an emotional non-fiction account of her personal turmoil. The two novellas are extraordinary, giving a real and unbiased look into the lives of ordinary people in a very unordinary time. 

Suite Francaise


This amazing manuscript went unnoticed for fifty years as her oldest daughter, Denise, had kept it in a suitcase with other mementos of her mother--too painful to look at. When her daughter finally had the courage to go through her mother's things, she found the manuscript, realized its importance, and immediately had it published. It became a bestseller in 2004. 

At the end of the book is an outline for "part three" which Irene never had time to finish. She had also outlined two other parts one for the end of the war and the last for after the war. 

I highly recommend Suite Francaise, it is a wonderful and poignant piece.

Gros bisous de literature et a demain!

Love, Charley







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Les Poireaux!

Penulis : Unknown on Wednesday, 5 January 2011 | 05:26

Wednesday, 5 January 2011


Leeks!


Well, today's blog started off as a way to lose a little of the holiday pounds. (sarcastic laugh) I thought, 'I know! I'll blog about leek soup or pressure cooked leek and its precious liquid which fights water retention!' So, I hopped online looking for photographs and ran into all kinds of fabulous recipes to use for cooking leeks.

So, voila, some wonderful recipes from a really super website called La Marmite. You can copy them, and paste them into Google Translate to have them in English with English measurements!

If you want to behave, make a simple leek soup.


Or pressure cook a few leeks in water. You can drink their juice hot, like a tea, and you will pee and pee all day long. Then you serve the cooked leeks cold, drizzle a little olive oil on them, sprinkle a little salt and pepper, grab a crusty bit of bread and, voila, instant healthy lunch.

OR, you could be really bad and make some of these:

The insanely delicious and highly caloric, but who-gives-a-hoot-because-it-tastes-so-good Gratin des poireaux (the best in the world is at the bouchon restaurant La Machonnerie in Vieux Lyon). Sooooo good!


Leek and ham balls


Ham, leek, and mushroom gratin


 Leek feuilleté 


Leek and ham cake


Crustless leek pie


Leek tart


Leek and salmon quiche


Leek, split pea, and ham soup


Gros bisous gourmand des poireaux et a demain!

Love, Charley




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