I’ve been noticing French “things” in my vicinity lately. Pretty, tasty, tempting, and so alluringly French.
It started with the little café at the market followed by Gauguin’s exhibition at the museum.
Then at home, on the couch, on a Friday night, a cute movie with Juliette Binoche (French actress) and Steve Carell. Ah, Juliette, Juliette, you are one of a kind.
I love Steve Carell too. He is not French.
Then, I discovered financiers. I’ve said enough about them.
An urge to bring back to life my rusty French (Which I have studied for 5 years but that was 15 years) emerged and I bought a kit for home study. The 5 CDs kit.
And then, La Tartine Gourmande’s cookbook came out with all that beautiful French-inspired food and heavenly, most gorgeous flatware from Paris in every photo, u-la-la.
And just about now you must be losing patience ‘cause you want to know who won the cookbook, right?
But first, for those who are going to be disappointed, I give you this love song by the wild Iggy Pop. He sings it with his American accent. It’s mesmerizing and it give me goosebumps (Although goose bumps are funnier, don’t you think?)
The winner was chosen by a random kid who was asked to pick a random number from 1 to 33, and the winner is……………… Annie.
Annie, look for an email from me.
Thank you everyone. I’ll try to arrange more giveaway for you in the future. I loved to hear what you’re all eatin’ for dinner