No matter what their background, the southern French are fascinated by food.
There is nothing like a comfortable adventure to put people in a good humor. . .
Nowadays, if you have a journey, albeit a simple one, you consider yourself lucky if nothing happens.
The English kill their meat twice: once when they slaughter it and once when they cook it.
Very little happens in my books.
You don't like it when a French housewife gets mad at you. If she gets steam behind her, she is an unstoppable creature.