Au Revoir Victoria!

November 7th
Today this project of mine is due.
It is sad I know and I am sure you will all miss my very brief time here on blogger covering the french related happenings of my life.
(If you think a world without me is intolerable you can always follow my regular all the time blog here)
So I debated how to properly say good bye and it was determined that a french themed fair well picnic would only be right...unfortunately the other ladies in my class are too busy with exams so this will be a picnic of one...
Too make it truly french we were going to style it after the Beret Baguette video we watched for homework one day...only it's really cold outside so we were going to do it in my friends living room. Remember party for one here and I live in a low ceilinged basement sweet with few windows. I try my best!
First I must dress as a french hipster from the early 1900s, careful to throw in some stereotypes. I've got my mime stripes, beret and scarf. (Side note: the beret and scarf are actually from Normandy so there's some true authenticity in this blog post!)

Then I open the wine...only I don't usually drink wine because I really don't like it. Luckily, instead of going out and buying a bottle I would never drink, my friend Julie who I mentioned earlier brought me back a juice box of wine from Italy this summer. A genius idea really to have wine juice boxes in a nation of wine drinkers...though I suppose I lose authenticity points for it being Italian wine...I try my best.

Also since I do not drink wine I have no wine classes...only margarita glasses from Mexico. Oh well, the wine will still taste like wine.

Now that we have our wine! 

We are in need of some super classy, Frenchish, finger food! I know usually their appetizers would be much classier with a lot of attention to detail and care in each morcel...but I am a poor student on a budget. So we've got Grapes, sesame crackers, baked garlic and baked brie!

Delicious!

So there you have it! My final post to my french project blog. I hope you've enjoyed your time reading, perhaps I've inspired you to begin your own blog and the random occurrences of your life! Who knows where we will go from here but if we never meet again,

Joyeux Noël! And good luck with all your life adventures!

Cecilly <3 

How to Be a French Gangster

October 28th
Alright,
So the other day I had to read this article on wine and milk for the french class I'm writing this blog for.
The article was interesting enough, fairly insightful....but then it mentioned something very strange.
That gangsters and hoodlums of France back in the day would drink a combination of milk and grenadine because it was....cool? A real mans drink?
Frankly I have no idea why you would drink it! I had certainly never heard of people doing such a thing before. Especially not in America, I couldn't possibly understand why the gangsters of France might find this tasty.
So I decided to facebook my friend Francois who lives in Languedoc-Roussillon, France to see if he had ever heard of it. Took a while for him to reply, as it usually does with young boys, but finally he responded with a very vague "yea i've heard of it" ....thanks child. That really clarified the issue at hand.
So I figured, if it's a thing why not try it out! Maybe it's actually pretty good. Not very threatening at all but maybe the gangsters just like the taste.

The least I can tell you is that it was very pretty. The french call it Bebe Rose (Pink Baby) and I wanted to make sure I was doing this right so I looked up my handy Easy French Recipes website that Julie and I go to if we're feeling exotic (link) On this subject it was not very helpful other than to explain that grenadine syrup is not actually pomegranate as they would like you to believe but a mixture of other red fruits, lemon juice and probably some chemicals.

So I mixed it all together, my milk turned pink (I know it looks very orange in the picture but it was pink in reality) ...and I drank it....

I honestly can't tell you what I think of it and I'm not really willing to make more to decide if it tastes alright or not. Part of me thinks it tastes like kids cough medicine or something but then it's almost sweet and tastes like a strawberry campino candy....

I don't know... but I think I also should have stirred some more because some lumps were definitely left in the bottom of the class.

...I won't recommend you to this drink. Gangster or no gangster, there's no real reason for this to exist and it's certainly not something I would want to drink more than one glass of per sitting.

So try it at your own risk.

Cecilly