I simply won't give up on getting through my culinary remembrances of my summer vacation. Plus, it's a nice way for me to show off my family in France.

Anatole hard at work helping with the gardening.

The staples of a good French meal: bread, cheese, wine. Alan and Harri, our friend from Finland, oversee dinner du jour, grilled Merguez sausages (traditional North African spicy lamb and beef), and crozets (tiny pasta squares made from buckwheat flour), a specialty of Savoie, the local region. Alan loves any excuse to use our dutch oven and lugged it in our trunk all the way from Denmark.



I was NOT happy about this, but Anatole was on cloud nine.
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