Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Great Friends and Coming Goodbyes

Ah, we've almost finished this 6 month stint in the field of our dreams. It has been a fortuitous one for sure, meeting new friends, Ann and Raj and Phillip and Maggie though the latter two are neigh invisible they still remain our friends.
This last Sunday we ventured on an invite to Ann and Raj's pavilion to enjoy a lunch cum dinner that filled us up so that we didn't eat on Monday! She said some while back that "I'm not a cook", well...for being such she sure puts on a show! Maybe it's Raj but I don't think so, I just think she was being modest. I am NOT so inclined these days, I do the grocery shopping, and the cooking and Kelly helps prep and does her saladerie and d'orderves and a course of her own. The entrie is up to me. Raj does SOMETHING, but it's hidden and secretive. She made a wonderful de-constructed salad platter with leaf lettuce, bell peppers, carrots and other crunchy veges and a nice vinaigrette as an opener...it was almost a dinner of it's own! The a cheese course (of course, it's France!) of 5 cheeses, a goat, a cheddar,
two blues and a creamy French "smeller" that was delicious. Then we babbled on like we do for several hours while taking in the Sunday sunshine. They are more like brother and sister to us than good friends, we talk of our dreams, our tribulations, our piles of rocks, our kids, France and the future like we've known each other since birth. It is a most wonderful relationship. The closest we have in France, that's for sure! About 7 we sat down once again to dinner this time, a lovely roti of porc with twice cooked potatoes, delicious it was, every bit. She is earning her Moons that's for sure! I would have gladly paid for this meal! Dessert was of two varieties, her Creme Brulle, lovely, light and soooo delicious and my rather ordinary (but large with many apples of an unknown variety, 7 to be exact) apple tart. Then booze to finish, a nice scotch and an ancient 35yr PLUS Arminiac...so fine but with a high proof to match. A lovely Sunday afternoon and evening in a wonderful setting with the best of friends, Life does not get better t