Mangeons a la Provence!
So I’m reading Peter Mayle’s book A Year in Provence to get ready for and excited about our upcoming trip to southern France (Languedoc-Roussillion and Provence- from Toulouse to Marseilles). It’s witty, beautifully descriptive…definitely something I’d recommend. But the problem is that reading it always makes me hungry!
Mayle is always talking about these amazing meals, in great gastronomic detail. I can almost taste the stinky cheeses (I LOVE stinky cheese), local wines, pork and duck and rabbit. He has some intense culinary experiences. And if the book isn’t going on at length about long, leisurely meals in aesthetically pleasing surroundings, it’s describing the fresh, succulent vegetables at markets. Or the fresh melons from their garden. Or the locally made wine enjoyed as the sun sets.
It’s pleasant torture! Needless to say, I am VERY excited about our trip. We’ll get to see a lot of wonderful places, and eat a lot of wonderful things. Cuisine is a serious thing in France and I am a serious eater. I think we’ll get along just fine.