French Friday’s with Dorie
When we started with French Fridays with Dorie nearly 5 years ago, it didn’t take very long for me to realize there would be assignments which would not do much to inspire my writing. I would dutifully cook the dish as required. Then I would do my best to take a worthy photograph while husband stood by patiently. But later that week as I tried to write about it I would end up staring at my computer screen and frustrated when the words would fail to materialize.
No funny anecdotes from my personal history poured forth. I would have nothing special to say about an exotic ingredient I knew we all would have trouble finding. No snarky observations at all.
The drive to participate and be a part of the Dorista community would prove to be strong, however, so I had to think of something to keep the pace. Enter Haiku French Fridays ! I discovered that by resorting to a pithy haiku I could could easily crank out a post on topic, communicate something mildly entertaining, and still trick some of you into thinking I was being more profound than I was trying to be.
Haiku is very forgiving that way. So please forgive me as I rely on it again to get me through this final French Friday’s post.
our global journey
to eat at her French table
has now run its course
some make ups to get me through this:
do you feel guilty?
shhh…just eat your veal.
(recipe here .)
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