From aspic setting to lobster killing – Julie and Julia do French cooking

When I was about eleven, I started home ec classes at school. My classmates and I then spent the next two years fighting over ingredients in these core classes as we perfected the mangling of simple dishes such as scrambled eggs and kedgeree. The worst part of these classes, however, was post-cooking when we had to sit and EAT what we’d just burned,…

The Return of Frenchified

For a while now, Frenchified has been Stultified, i.e. on the back burner whilst I’ve been struggling with unprecedented workload and exhaustion. No longer. I miss writing about France, so I’m dusting off the blog and preparing to give it some renewed OOMPH. Thank you for being patient with my recent lack of posts. Here’s…

Bandes Dessinees weekend 1 – The Case of the Missing Navette

There are too many people in this world who simply don’t understand the fascination of bandes dessinées (otherwise known as graphic novels). Monsieur and I are not among these people. We still read Tintin, raced madly through a series called XIII (Treize, as in ‘thirteen’) which gripped us with political intrigue and Kennedy-esque family, spent last…

A Tale of Two Mexicans in Paris

‘When in Rome, do as the Romans do’, or so they say, but what about ‘when in Paris, eat as the Mexicans do’? Deciding to turn our backs on canard and moules and other typical French fare, Monsieur and I felt like dining on something different. That’s how we came to experience two very different…

Say it in French at Latitude Sud

  On the corner of rue des Bernardins in Saint Germain, Paris, there’s a wonderful little boutique full of tee shirts bearing witty French slogans. Suddenly, saying “j’aime pas le matin” (I don’t like mornings) looks chic. Unfortunately, when Monsieur and I spotted this retail gem (named Latitude Sud), it was well past the owner’s bedtime, so we couldn’t…

Paris, 75007

For a truly Parisian experience, I love to explore the area surrounding rue Saint-Dominique. The length of this  shop-lined street running from Saint Germain, past les Invalides to the Champ de Mars, provides plenty of opportunity to fill up a suitcase without the challenge of the Big Avenue crowds and, if one suitcase proves insufficient, there are a couple of wonderful wholesale…