My favorite wine store, the Nicolas at avenue Emile Zola and rue du Commerce.
This is not my favorite bakery, but what a cute sign! On the rue du Theatre.
Now this is our favorite bakery. It is across from the wine store, and it has organic, authentic, artisanal French bread. Tom is on the right, going to buy a baguette and one croissant.
Roses in the garden at the Musée de Cluny.
Yellow crystal chandelier for sale on the boulevard Saint Germain.
View of the back of the ancient military school near us.
Lion at Place Cambronne.
Today I’m going to write about food, and that includes
wine. Wine is food in
We’ve been busy working, so there have been no journal entries for three days. Sorry about that, but do keep checking back. I rarely let it go for more than two days.
I read French Women Don’t Get Fat not because I wanted to, but because we thought we might use a piece of it in the textbook. It turns out we probably won’t. But I was surprised that I liked the book. I thought it was going to be another stupid diet book, written by someone who wants to make a pile of money. However, it is not a diet book. It is a flawed but fascinating lifestyle book. And the woman who wrote it is already wealthy, so I don’t think she did it for the money. Yet she did shamelessly promote her company toward the end of the book.
The author, Mireille Guiliano, is the CEO of Clicquot,
First, she says there are almost no fat French women. I can tell you that is not true. I would never use my camera to prove it, but take my word for it, there are plenty of French women who need to loose weight.
She says Americans don’t use stairs, but French women do. Is she crazy? I worked for a company that had a campus with buildings that were 4, 5, 6 and 10 stories high. Lots of employees there routinely used the stairs instead of the elevator to get a little more exercise into their day. She says American women don’t need to and shouldn’t be working out in gyms because they are expensive and because they are like torture chambers. Yet she recommends doing what she does, climbing up 15 flights of stairs three times a week. Now THAT is torture.
And of course on Sanibel, most of us live in piling homes
without elevators, and we have to deal with at least one flight of stairs
many times every day. She claims that
Americans think she is crazy to take the stairs instead of the elevator. But I can tell you that since an elevator
was installed in the building where we are in
I do agree that Americans have more of a weight problem
than the French do. But the newspapers
here have had several articles about an apparently growing epidemic of
This is where I agree with Mireille. She says the only way to approach food is with serious reverence. Sit-down dinners with the family, with a nicely set table, are a must. Food should be of the highest possible quality, freshly prepared, and elegantly presented. Yes, Mireille, yes. And we all need to consume more fruits and vegetables.
But Mireille, even the French could use some improvement
there, from what I’ve seen them consuming in the brasseries. They aren’t eating enough fruits and
vegetables either. And wherever there
is a McDonalds in
I already wrote about croque madames, but that is not all we eat at home. This year, I started buying mâche, otherwise known as lamb’s lettuce. I suspected that this green might be loaded with vitamins and antioxidants because it looks a little like a more delicate version of baby spinach, in little bunches. Check it out at Recettes et terroirs, but whatever you do, do NOT click on the English language icon. You will get gibberish if you do.
If you click on the “Vertus” (virtues) link, you will see
that this veggie is loaded with vitamin C, beta carotene, vitamin E, vitamin
B9, and even Omega 3. And guess
what? You can even buy it in the
Mâche has a wonderful, delicate taste. It is a great way to get someone who hates
lettuce to come around to it. I’ve had
it in restaurants here in
Okay, here’s a web site about mâche that is in proper English.
On to fruits. It is
possible to get the most wonderful peaches you can imagine in
I agree with Mireille that peaches and other fruits should not be stored in the fridge. They should be kept in a bowl, at room temperature. And you can do that when you go to the market and buy only what you need for the next couple days. People here usually do not go to a supermarket and stock up for two weeks. However, that is changing. Will French people get fatter as a result? We shall see.
On to wine. I don’t
have time to write enough about it today, but I did stop in my favorite wine
store to buy a bottle of Bourgogne Aligoté to leave for the apartment owners,
and to get a bottle of Bordeaux Superieure at a ridiculously low price. While the
Tomorrow we check into a hotel for one night, then it is