Monday, September 30, 2013

First Fall Friday


This is the story of how we spent the first Friday of fall.

Gregory had the day off work which is always nice but having the day off on a Friday is super nice. We didn't do anything particularly fall like, there was no sipping of pumpkin lattes while going on a hay ride to an apple orchard to pick bushels before stuffing our faces with sugared donuts and apple cider because this is France, and that doesn't happen here (although the most amazing montage of Gregory, Fifty and I frolicking through crisp fall leaves while a golden sunset glowed behind us just played in my head and it was lovely).

We did however go for an extra long walk. It's still warm out, but not so hot that an extra long walk feels torturous. Right now the weather is just right (just right for fall anyway, if it was still summer it would be pure poppycock) and except for the occasional gun shot heard in the distance (hunting season), it was almost perfect.

Although I did find myself giving the stink eye to abandoned old barns and houses along the way because the beginning of fall marks the return of the Nazi Ghost Zombies. They seem to disappear during the summer (I don't think they like tourists very much) but always return when the temperature dips and the days grow shorter. Fifty and I decided to pick up our pace as we walked home while Gregory lollygagged behind us (he still isn't a Nazi Ghost Zombie believer... Fifty and I know better).

Gregory decided to make a chocolate flan. He fancies himself a dessert maker and while the gesture is sweet and always appreciated the mess that is left behind is not. This time it was burnt milk all over the glass top stove. Oh Gregory.

I popped open a bottle of Cabernet, one of my 'fall' wines (and winter too) and busied myself in the kitchen making a Southwest Skillet Ragu because a southwest skillet ragu seemed like the type of thing one should eat on a first fall Friday. Of course they don't sell cheddar in my local épicerie, so I looked for Cantal, a decent French substitute but this being Provence and not Auvergne meant that, that too was a no go so I decided that Parmesan would just have to do and it did.

Busying myself in the kitchen preparing a meal is one of my happy places. I'm always quite content chopping and sauteing and the first fall Friday was no different, no different that is until the grossest of the grossest thing happened... I picked up my garlic, which to be honest didn't look as fresh as it should but since l'épicerie was due to close any second, decided to use it anyway. I sliced into a bulb, cutting off a bit on the side that looked a little blech and a teeny tiny worm crawled out of it. A TEENY TINY WORM! It slithered across my cutting board while I screamed bloody murder until Gregory came and dispatched of it and any sign of that not-so-fresh garlic (NOTE TO SELF: only the freshest of the fresh garlic bulbs in this house from now on). Then I popped over to my lovely neighbor and borrowed a bulb from her (nice neighbors are one of life's greatest gifts I think). 

Since I had been left traumatized by that teeny tiny worm, it was only fair that I got to pick out the movie for first fall Friday movie night (despite Fifty insisting on this one) and that's how we ended up watching You've Got Mail, which let's be honest, is pretty much the epitome of fall movie choices. After a couple of hours of Kathleen Kelly, Joe Fox, and bouquet of freshly sharpened pencils, I was no longer crying over spilled milk or grossed out by teeny tiny worms. The end. 


Bisous!
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22 comments:

  1. Haha! Omg that happened to me once with lettuce. I was so grossed out I threw it all away and lost my appetite. It's kind of funny because obviously these things are normal, but i don't want to see them!! I want my produce clean and fresh by the time I see it. Lol

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  2. Sounds like a lovely way to spend the first Friday of fall. For us, we went to Cassis on Friday and ate lunch chez Chef Jean Michel. I think about you every time we go there. Have a great Fall.

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  3. It's almost like the great maggot mushroom affair, except on a less gross level. I'll take a worm over a maggot any day.

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  4. Will be making the ragu and pronto! It is still too warm here, S. I am so over it! We need to come to your neck of the woods baaaadly. And I had a similar incident yesterday--NOT teeny tiny however but one of those big fat bright green worms. Sigh. And I didn't want to kill it so I just scooped it up gently with a paper towel and put it in the garbage bin so that it could munch on things other than my veggies!

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  5. I find if I do 'damage control' while the boyfriend is cooking then the mess doesn't seem so overwhelming in the end. I often find myself lurking around waiting to throw discarded packaging in the trash and wipe up the messes. I don't know how he seems to be so oblivious to mess. :) Must be a man thing... That's a lovely picture of the sheep up there. Fall's my favorite -- apple, cinnamon, pumpkin... all the best smells!

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  6. Teeny, tiny worm! Eeew, eeeew, eeew!! I would have been utterly traumatised and refused to continue cooking!

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  7. Aww - what a gorgeous day! I love the photo with the cute donkey too! I'm usually not a fan of fall, since it means the end of summer - but we're having such beautiful weather here too that i'm loving it this year. Glad my weekend was worm-less though - eeeww! :)

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  8. I'm loving the sound of this day!!! What a fabulous way to spend the day:) everything made me smile including the wine;) beautiful picture!

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  9. Do you have a picture or something to prove this "worm incident" ever happened? I'm thinking you were trying to get out of food duty - you already had Gregory making the flan. Blaming it all on a tiny, defenseless creature.... There are still plenty of questions surrounding that "maggot incident" as well!

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  10. You've Got Mail is a classic! LOVE that movie!!! Yay for fall!

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  11. sara, that foto is exquise....lovelove the contrast of the sky and the autumn yellow-soaked trees...but not so much lovelove with the garlic soaked worm...

    btw congrats on your 600th post!!!

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  12. But worms are full of protein!! ;)

    Wotever, good recipe that, and I too like just chucking stuff into the pan, sauteing it and seeing what the result gives. It's the kind of recipe that is well adapted to using whatever's left in the fridge.

    Bon app' !
    Frip

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  13. First the mushroom incident, now a worm!! There's no fall to be found in Texas yet, but at least it's not AS horribly hot as it was? So that means it's in the 80s. Progress!

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  14. On the bright side, at least living in France your neighbours are bound to have garlic, I suspect mine do not ;o)

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  15. HA! Super funny - I would have spazzed out too. ICK! Well, at least it was all-natural. And bravo on managing to pick the movie - when I do that MB just zones out...he still references "Pride and Sensibility" because he doesn't know the difference. Le sigh!

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  16. Sounds a lovely breezy day apart from the kitchen disasters, but thank goodness for neighbours!

    I made a frittata version of the skillet ragu - find all the stuff lurking in the fridge that you want to use up, fry it up and chuck half a dozen beaten eggs over it. Cook the bottom then under the grill to do the top. Always comes out fab. :)

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  17. i've had so many of those worm-in-produce moments here! ewww! p.s. still not super fall here yet either, pretty warm and not jacket weather at all!

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  18. I wish I liked preparing meals. ;) And I would have screamed bloody murder too if a worm popped out - not matter how small!

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  19. Sara, you're so funny. Sounds like an almost perfect day - the kind I have around my farm. I had a handful of tobacco spitting, kicking grasshoppers this morning and carried them to the barn to cut into pieces for my new baby chicks. The things we do for our animals. I have never heard of borrowing garlic, that is a first. Good neighbors. Lucky you.

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  20. I think I am the only person who hasn't seen You've got mail!

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  21. I love the way you write! I felt like I was right there with you screaming bloody murder over a worm! :o) I would have lost my appetite a bit over that.

    So I'm worried about this Nazi Ghost Zombies. Wait, did you say zombies? I need to scroll up and check.... Yes, yes you did. Do tell.

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  22. I'm sorry.....I got stuck at "Nazi Ghost Zombie"....I am definitely going to need you to expand on that one.

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