For the next two weeks, I’ll be vacationing in France. I’ve been somewhat lax in updating the blog in the last few months, but I promise posts about my trip, and much more food in the Fall.
As the food and stories on this blog may suggest, Europe has never been a strong interest for me. I had somewhat resigned myself to never visiting, but my parents are kind and generous enough to sponsor a family trip (my lovely girlfriend included). We are renting a villa in Provence and since we are a food-oriented family (my brother does some occasional catering and maintains his own vegetable garden, and my sister works at a restaurant and once attempted to enroll in culinary classes / has the knives to prove it) occupying a villa (with full kitchen and outdoor charcoal bbq) in a land known for top-quality ingredients… well, we are planning a special kind of food vacation. Expect pictures upon my return, and maybe even some regional French recipes. Don’t count on that, though, unless it becomes some sort of French-Indian fusion.
Although European cooking is not my favourite, I do have an incredible weakness for pastries, breads and other baked goods. In the homeland of baguettes, pain au chocolat, and crepes, I will probably gain several pounds quickly. In fact, it’s written into my trip planner.
The photo above is an imagined construction of myself, embracing my inner Frenchman.
See you soon.