Sunday, June 25, 2006

Another Weekend

Ordered 200 Nespresso capsules on the internet, hope they arrive soon, tremble, shake, quiver. Went to Decathlon/Kiabi/C&A looking for the compulsory black ensemble for Z to wear to his end-of-year concert on Tuesday — concluded that no such thing exists. Ate for the first time ever in one of those restaurants with the lop-sided roofs, La Courte Paille. Not a pleasant experience unless you like salad dressing from a plastic bottle and fake straw as a decorative item. Made a decent tiramisu with whisky instead of marsala. Also made six pots of raspberry jam. Discovered that a Chinese shop around the corner that used to do a great line in plastic tat now has food; made mental note to go back and buy mushroom soy sauce, oyster sauce, fresh ginger, fortune cookies, 50kg of rice, and a rice steamer. Went to a double fortieth birthday party: we all clubbed together to buy the quadragenarians a day of gastronomy and pampering here. Drank Château Bechevelle. Devoured the last half of a French novel (a relatively rare occurence): Ensemble, c’est tout by Anna Gavalda. Spent fruitless minutes racking my brains for amusing things to write here. Hunted in vain for the camera battery recharger. Bought a lot of mostly purple plants (lavender, basil, fuschia, geraniums, petunias, tallpinkwillowyflowerythings). Didn’t plant them. Read the whole of Little Miss Birthday for the xth time and then got E. to sleep with a heart-rending rendition of Flower of Scotland. Slept through England-Ecuador and awoke to find that I had been denied that hoped-for schadenfreude. Was told that the skin on my neck looks "really, really old Mummy."

5 comments:

Jonathan said...

Buying plants and not planting them...

My wife does this as well. There has been a sad little tray of etiolated lettuces by the kitchen sink for nearly six weeks now. Every so often I take pity and pour some washing up water on them...

deborah said...

http://www.ciao.fr/Nespresso_capsules__Avis_912519

Anyone else out there curious about the strange lure of the word capsules? I'm worried about those withdrawal symtoms, Lesley.

The above is what you get at the top of 216 thousand web links for Nespresso capsules. I wonder if those crooks Nestlé have paid the fellow (only joking).
He says 45 Cours Georges Clémenceau is the N shop in Bordeaux. I think I'll check it out and report back.

Lesley said...

Jonathan: 48 hours now, and they're still sitting on the table outside.

Deborah: I didn't know about the shop in Bx. Come round and have a cup soon!

Sarah Mackenzie said...

I can't believe that you have lived in France so long and have managed - up until this point - to avoid La Courte Paille. A is lurking over my shoulder and he is pointing out that you married a Frenchman meaning, not that this gave you some kind of cultural culinary advantage, but rather that you had somewhere other than The Ibis, Bordeaux-Lac to stay. Isn't is magnificent though?

BTW - on "the skin on my neck looks "really, really old Mummy."" thing. Yesterday Kepler pointed out to me, as I stepped delicately into the bath, "Mum, your butt is really, really BIG. Bigger than an Argentinasauruses."

Wiki definition: a herbivorous sauropod dinosaur that is quite possibly the largest, heaviest land animal that ever lived.

Sarah Mackenzie said...

I can't believe that you have lived in France so long and have managed - up until this point - to avoid La Courte Paille. A is lurking over my shoulder and he is pointing out that you married a Frenchman meaning, not that this gave you some kind of cultural culinary advantage, but rather that you had somewhere other than The Ibis, Bordeaux-Lac to stay. Isn't is magnificent though?

BTW - on "the skin on my neck looks "really, really old Mummy."" thing. Yesterday Kepler pointed out to me, as I stepped delicately into the bath, "Mum, your butt is really, really BIG. Bigger than an Argentinasauruses."

Wiki definition: a herbivorous sauropod dinosaur that is quite possibly the largest, heaviest land animal that ever lived.