When I spent my first Christmas in France several years ago, I found myself looking at an empty plate for hours. In a country known for its cuisine. What is wrong with this picture? I thought to myself as my stomach growled. By now, at my aunt’s house back in Florida, I would have wolfed down the traditional Italian-American Christmas eve fish dinner hours ago and I would be tucked into bed, prepping my appetite for Mom’s ham dinner the next day.
But there I was, watching my soon-to-be family savoring buttery escargot while I dreamed of the turkey that ended up arriving on the table at about midnight...
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Happy holidays!
So many ways to celebrate...it is all good :-)
ReplyDeleteI agree! There is so much to discover... Thanks for stopping by!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE foie gras for the first one or two holiday parties. But by the end of the festivities (four in total this year) I'm like, "Blech, that doesn't even look edible." At the last party I went to I ate potatoes. The horror! My French in-laws thought something was seriously wrong with me because I normally eat everything, but I was just partied out and plain potatoes were the only thing I could handle!
ReplyDeleteHa ha! Yeah, sometimes simplicity is best. I'll go for the potatoes too!
DeleteI'm happy to go with any Christmas traditions that come my way: apart from, in France, foie gras (I'm excused by non-comprehending French friends because I'm a soft-hearted Englishwoman), and oysters, which seem to be obligatory, but equally intolerable to me. Happy feasting!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Margaret! Hope you had a wonderful holiday. There are many lovely traditions in England this time of year too...
DeleteSounds like a delicious holiday! Hope you linkup with Small Victories Sunday again this week!
ReplyDeleteThanks Tanya! Hope you had a great holiday!
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