Since no one reads my blog (Seriously, I'm pretty sure that I'm the only one that's been to this page - correct me if you're actually reading this and your're not me) I don't have to worry abouot scaring people away by taking about my period. Well, I'm not actually going to get descriptive about my menstral flow, but I would like to rant, rave and compare my favorite high calorie, high sugar, high fat, low fiber, low protein once-a-month splurges.
When aunt Rose comes to visit me in Kentucky you can usually find my curled up in my bed watching the L-Word or Nip-Tuck with a bottle of wine, Terracotta exotic chips, dagoba dark chocolate and my cat all sprawled out around me. This may sound too cliché, but I assure you, Polly, that I lose all energy and crave nothing but salt, fat, sugar and cacao solids when I'm bleeding profusely once a month.
In France the bottle of wine (or belgiun beer) is still there, but the Terracotta's have been replaced by Vico's mustard flavored chips à l'ancienne, and pain au chocolat crubs can be found on the floor, in all the crevices of my keypad and, if it's a really bad cycle, between my sheets. And this is not a replacement for plain old chocolate, I'm eating a few squares (ok, a bar) of Lindt's dark chocolate with roasted almonds as I type. Miam-miam!
As for the chips, the dijon mustard flavor is heaven in my mouth, while the texture leaves much to be desired. With a connotation like "a l'ancienne" made the old-fashioned way, you would expect something more than greasy, crumbly, minimumly crunchy crisps. Still, these are the best I've found - France is sooo behind in chips. Baked Lays are a new concept and obviously the Kettle Chip has yet to be perfected. On days like today I might sell my soul for a bag of Miss Vicky's Jalepeno Kettle Chips or even for some decent tortillas.
On the other hand, French pastries are the perfect period cure and there's nothing that even comes close in Americaland. Buttery pastery crust filled with chocolate, almond paste, or a custardy raisin mixture - impeccable.
If only I could find them both at the same store (in the same country)...
...plus...
On second thought, these two items would surely make my head explode...or at least make me vomit due to the massive quantity of both that I would inevitably consume.
1 comments:
Just to show that I was reading that. I'm another southerner in France, too. Alabama girl. Like your writing style, very honest.
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