
This was beautiful, past bloom but still stunning. I can't remember what this was called, but will post it when I find out. If you know what it is, please leave a comment.
This was beautiful, past bloom but still stunning. I can't remember what this was called, but will post it when I find out. If you know what it is, please leave a comment.
FBI - Pascal Piazzalunga
I was very excited as I was certain that what appeared before my eyes was Voltron himself, and was slightly disappointed when I was informed that it was only a French fire hydrant.
While I have serious issues with there being a Transporter 3, I am happy to see it coming to the big screen on November 26. You see, for several years now, I have fancied myself as Transporter 3. I completely envision myself driving through (mostly) France in a black Audi - complete with my own theme song picked out. The news was broken to me this evening that they have gone behind my back and have made another one. As much is it hurts me, sniff-sniff, I will put on a brave face and support the competition. Besides, I'm sure people would rather watch Jason Statham fight the evils and unjust than to watch me. Only by a few though, certainly. The fact that it starts out in Marseilles is a small saving grace since I was just there last month. That has spurred me on to sort out some more of my photos. Speaking of which, I took over 200 in Marseilles. What can I say? I saw a helicopter in the Mediterranean and I got a little too excited and started snapping away. To my defence, it was hovering over a boat and people were abseiling down - not unlike something that could have featured Sylvester Stallone in Taxi 3!!! Did I mention that 3 was my favorite number? So maybe I will like the new film after all, once I finish nursing my bruised ego...
I had a basic idea on how I wanted to prepare the chicken: the final product was a combination of a Delia Smith recipe along with my step mom's chicken cutlets and Audrey Sweeney's much raved about chicken bites.
It didn't tale a lot of effort to make, not did it take a lot of money. Instead of cooking vegetables, I decided it was a good idea to use the little bit of salad that was left over. You know that stuff, that little bit that gets left in the bag that you forget about and end up throwing away? I then drizzled a little of my homemade vinaigrette (also made from cupboard staples) over the lettuce and grabbed my fork.
I was gutted, but it gave me time to visit the Cows.
The Tarentaise cows are one of the breeds whose milk is used to make Reblochon cheese.
We also spotted this, Montbéliard. This is a well known dairy breed that is mainly used for making cheese.
The cows were lovely, and so was the location, so we decided to move on for our Alpine Meadow walk in hopes of finding lunch on the way.
The steak was cooked à point, and served with Sauce béarnaise, from a jar I'm afraid, and not made by my own fair hand. Though making it from scratch is yet another thing I'd like to attempt in the upcoming year. I've never made béarnaise sauce before, and am somewhat terrified of ending up with scrambled eggs.
The steak was followed by a cheese course. We had some lovely cheeses: (clockwise from the top) Comté, Bleu des Causses, Reblochon, and Epoisses.