For lunch we had French Onion Soup and French Fries. Glass of Oliver wine, but have to switch to a tawny port (which happens to be from Portugal) because Nancee wants some left for her after she gets back from Zee Bowling Allee.
As is turns out, we don’t have a french wine in La Maison. Un carafe vin rouge de la maison, sil vous plait. One of the first and most used phrases I learned. It means bring me a jug of cheap red please.
…life (like french toast) is made up of simple ingredients that combine to make up a marvelous concoction we often take for granted. It’s time to relish all the wonderful flavors in your life. And by the way, if you aren’t crazy about the way your life tastes, remember: you’re the one who controls how much sweetness goes on top, or if it’s soggy and underdone.
Au Rivers and Merkie Bowcups!
UPDATE: Highly recommend the Sandeman Tawny Port. Tres bien!