Either you’ve asked or it’s occurred to us to share about…….
Bread – The bread here really is as good as its reputation we think. The closest boulangerie (bakery) to us is Paul’s, a chain – though a very tasteful one – less than a 10 minute walk down the hill. It was where we ate our first lunch here, arriving and having no food in the house. David and Daniel like nearly all the breads, but especially the ones with chocolate in them – one has chocolate chips sprinkled throughout, there are buns similar to croissants w/ chocolate filling, and longer rolls w/ chocolate and almond paste inside – or raisin bread. David also goes for standard baguettes when he needs quantity. Rebekah usually chooses just a plain flakey croissant. I like dense breads and choose whole wheat loaves, or cereal loaves – contains some mixed grains, but I’d say no breads are as dense as what I think is optimal. Doug likes the cornmeal baguette and everything else he’s tried. Folks buy bread nearly daily and boulangeries are everywhere. So often you see people walking down the sidewalk w/ a baguette tucked in the crook of their arm or in their bag. The thought of stocking up on bread for the week (or worse -keeping some in the freezer) seems rather abhorrent. 🙂
During the month of January, probably the most popular sweet sold at boulangeries is the epiphany cake. These have flakey crust on all sides and a creamy almond paste filling in the middle. Hidden somewhere in the filling is a small figurine from the nativity scene – they all sorta look like wisemen to me but presumably they aren’t. If you get the piece w/ the figurine (and don’t break your teeth while finding it), you’re the lucky one and get to wear the gold paper crown – comes w/ the cake – and you should buy the next cake for whatever group you’re with. These cakes are quite good we all think. They stop selling them in Feb.
How’s Our French Coming Along? – Rather slowly, I think it’s safe to say. We might be making progress that we’re not aware of, but we’re pretty painful to communiate with yet. David has only French on Tuesday am’s – 4 classes! Just how the schedule turned out. David and Daniel are somewhat reluctant to pipe up in French, but they have been pressed to order bread and street food for themselves and have met several neighbors saying “excuse me, but that’s our soccer ball in your yard!” in French. Rebekah comes home and shares words and phrases she’s learned that day – which I appreciate. She’s doing fine. Doug is our best speaker, and he plunges in right well. He’s even willing to ask optional questions on a good day – as in at a favorite lunch spot where the woman is very kind, he inquired – what’s your bestseller? And after extensive explanations and gestures – he found out!
However, Doug failed at one verbal exchange. He asked the bakery man when the next soccer game at the stadium, next door to his shop, was. They chatted about it, looked it up in the newspaper, and agreed – Sunday at 3 pm. So we showed up, but there was no game. We’re unsure what went wrong. And I failed at a visual communication. Saw a sign up about a Renaissance chamber concert, noted the date, etc., gathered the family and went ……. to find locked doors. I just misread vendridi instead of jeudi (French days of the week aren’t capitalized). So we went back the next night – and the concert was very nice. Saw the longest stringed instrument I’ve ever seen. However, I’ve now had two weeks of classes – three afternoons/week – and I hope to some day overtake Doug. My classes are very promising – conversation oriented w/ great instructors. 8 students in my class – 3 Dutch, 2 Germans, 1 Japanese, 1 New Zealander, and me.
I also signed up to meet w/ a language partner. She wants to improve her English and I my French. This organization emailed me her name and phone # and vice versa and leaves it up to the individuals to set up times and places. Good idea – so I thought. We’ve had several conversations, and we’ve yet to meet. We realized that choosing a place and describing the location is beyond either of us in the language we’re trying to learn. So then we tried just to exchange our email addresses over the phone – which is not that easy. And they assigned me a woman who’s not a beginner! – but the phone is a hard medium. I think we’ve got a plan to meet now. We’ll see…….
Donna’s Hair Cut – I was quite shaggy and so though dreading it, decided to get a hair cut. Some folks I know gave me names of hair stylists who speak some English in the heart of downtown, but I decided to go to a smaller place close to the market I shop at. How bad can it be??, I reasoned. Or didn’t, as the case may be. I went one day at 11:30 am, realizing that most places shut down for a lunch break from 12 – 2, at least. I figured there was time before the break, but the hair stylists, though looking completely unoccupied, didn’t think so. So I made an appointment for the next morning and showed up w/ my dictionary and some prepared sentences, having warned them of my language deficit.
After having my hair washed and the ends clipped off for ~ 3 minutes, the hair stylist said “done! and am I happy?” I thought – I cannot pay 30 euros (~$40) for this. So I explained again I wanted a medium amount cut off all over. She wasn’t happy – nor was I. I urged her on for about 10 more minutes, while she muttered, and then she fluffed out my hair while blow drying and hair spraying it. I looked like one giant grey puff ball – that is, terrible! She then lectured me on how bad my old hair style was for me and why this is better. I came home to defluff and wash out the hair spray, and my hair looked not too bad. I think if I’m not going to wear hip black boots, it’s probably okay to have non-hip hair as well. Be consistent.
Church – We feel most grateful that there’s an English speaking Protestant church in town. Meets in a Reformed French speaking church’s bldg. French service in the am, English in the pm. Is a small body – perhaps 50 – 60 people. But they’re a warm, welcoming, sincere group of believers. Probably half are students – in Aix to learn French, the rest a mixture of ages and nationalities. Darren, the pastor, has just started a series on responses of folks in the New Testament to God’s challenge or Word.
We have also been to two French Protestant services. The first was 2 weeks ago as occasionally all the Protestants in town gather for one service – in French. I really enjoyed the songs – many familiar and all predictable in what sentiments might be sung. Most songs had written words – which helps enormously. My favorite was My God Is So Great – as the kids came up and did hand motions as well. Our kids thought a 2 hour service in French seemed long. And David didn’t care for the wine during communion, but didn’t spit it out! So last Sunday just Doug and I went to a French service in the am. Again the singing was great – and the sermon long. But knowing the Bible text helps either one’s imagination or comprehension – is hard to know which. Early on in the service, a song leader was welcoming folks, etc. He then welcomed those who spoke English – and all looked at us (small body – newcomers are obvious). We must have looked blank – we were unsure if we’d been asked to stand or say something, but I wasn’t about to do either. However, the leader then handed over the microphone and another man addressed us in English – and said in case we weren’t understanding, we were welcomed and should stand. By now we could not be more obvious – but we stood. It was all done very warmly however. 🙂 And even though I understand so little, it’s still encouraging to worship w/ other believers and realize that God is sovereign and the Lord and Redeemer of all.