Paris – What to eat

What to eat in Paris??  There are so many options, but this is our top three;

 

  1. Moules (with frites)

Yum! White wine, onions, mussel and chips, favourite!

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2. Confit duck leg

Ohhhhhh, yes, yes, a thousand times yes!  All of the yummmmm

 

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3. Onion Soup

The rich deliciousness topped with cheese and bread! What more could you ask for!

 

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Paris – Again

Sneaky weekend away to Paris…not like that, with the family this time.  We arrive, its November, its raining and it does not stop but that is okay we have places to me.

For our first outing we head to The Catacombes.  Mr Elf and I have had two previous attempts to get into The Catacombes, so I am willing to cue in the rain for two hours to get in.  Yes two hours!  You can book tickets in advance which I would recommend, it is more expensive but definitely worth it.  Once inside you descend beneath Paris into her ossuaries.  The bones of six million Parisians are entombed below Paris, gathered from many of the old cemeteries and Charnal Houses of Paris.  The renovations that were started in 1810 transformed The Catacombes into an underground walk for the macabre of nature!

The Catacombes are full of history and are very fascinating.  I am very happy to have finally made it in.  Definitely recommend adding it to your list of Paris musts!

We finish our evening with a trip to the Eiffel Tower, the sparkly beauty of Paris.  Glorious as always.

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Christmas films

Hurrah its nearly my favourite time of the year!  Let’s fire up the DVDs and get those Christmas movies on!

  1. Die Hard (in at number one – obviously)
  2. The Grinch who stole Christmas
  3. Harry Potter (any of them..actually all of them!)
  4. Love Actually

 

What’s your favourite?

 

OOoo The Ritz

So, I did one of those lists of things to do before a big birthday.  On my list was going to The Ritz for for afternoon tea.  My mum took my grandmother to The Ritz for tea in 1998, so in 2018 I took my mum.  Make sure you book in advance and read the dress code, it is quite strict.

We arrive and check our coats.  It is glamorous and beautiful with pink marble and high ceilings.  There is a pianist playing a grand piano.  It is delightful and decadent.

We start with choosing our tea, yes a tea menu…I am in heaven.  There are finger sandwiches to start with, followed by an array of little pastries and tarts.  Next are scones with clotted cream and jam which are delicious.  Just when we think we cannot possibly fit another thing in, the trolley comes around and we choose between cakes from the trolley.  Mum and I go for ginger cake which is moist and amazing.

The Ritz is definitely the best afternoon tea I have had.  We leave full and content.

 

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My beautiful Nan.

Mowgli’s Wye Valley Adventure – Day 3

Anne (from our lovely BnB) has told us about a food festival running this morning near by.  So we are up and packed up ready to head off on our last Wye Valley adventure.

We head into the Forest of Dean to Speakers House where the festival is being held.  The Wye Valley Food festival is dog friendly (hooray) so we buy our tickets (£5 each) and head inside.  There are cooking demonstrations, workshops, a choir, a whole section just for pets and lots of food and drink.  We try local cider and peri, we buy pies and cheese and treats for Mowgli.  What a great find, would definitely recommend for next year.

We finish off our weekend with a walk in the Forest of Dean.  The leaves are just turning and changing colour.  The trees are beautiful and the air is crisp.

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Forest of Dean

The Wye Valley has been amazing, dog friendly and human friendly.  Mowgli has had a great time, welcomed everywhere and treated like part of the family.

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Mowgli

A little more poetry

I wanted to share a little more poetry from one of the poets local to the Wye Valley area, Edward Thomas.  Again this is just an excerpt from this poem, please do go and read it all.


Haymaking
– Edward Thomas

Aftear night’s thunder far away had rolled
The fiery day had a kernel sweet of cold,
And in the perfect blue the clouds uncurled,
Like the first gods before they made the world
And misery, swimming the stormless sea
In beauty and in divine gaiety.
The smooth white empty road was lightly strewn
With leaves—the holly’s Autumn falls in June—
And fir cones standing stiff up in the heat.
The mill-foot water tumbled white and lit
With tossing crystals, happier than any crowd
Of children pouring out of school aloud.