Olivier and Cyril hosted me at their garden near Normandy for a week and half. During the day we planted seeds and harvested vegetables, cut passes through meadows, and wandered the countryside. We cooked vegetarian feasts with simple ingredients and always drank a post-lunch coffee in the sun. Little by little my french developed. Alas, a dictionary was never far from reach.
Thursday, November 29, 2012
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)

0 comments:
Post a Comment