When we saw the sign that announced our arrival in Provence-Alps-Côte d’Azur we had been on the road for 8 hours. The golden-pink and baby blue sunset greeted us. After six months, I’m back home again.
Forgive my unexplained absence. Between packing, finishing classes, and hibernating to avoid the cold of the north, the past two weeks were both a time of recovery and a time to prepare myself for the next phase.
Comfort foods have been the name of the game these days. Croque-monsieur’s cheese-y goodness and a colorful salad. We arrived home to find that my mother-in-law had kindly done some shopping for us, buying us more meat than I think I’ve ever had in my fridge at one time. Sausages in brioche, lamb stew and something with chicken are all forthcoming.
Carrot muffins are also on their way, once I tweak the recipe. Nutty, spicy goodness that just needs to stop collapsing like a souffle that’s been left out for too long.
Eating out: warm, heavy foods. On my last day in Angers, we went to Aux Petits Oignons where they serve hearty, fresh dishes cooked and served in casseroles including this fabulous pea and ham soup.
Apples with salted caramel cream for dessert? Yes please.
Speaking of souffles, it seems I made some yesterday morning. My husband refuses to make a brunch for himself when I’m not around. He claims it’s because he never buys eggs, but we all know that brunch is more than just eggs. Whatever the true reason, I satisfied his cravings with a baked omelet that puffed up as though it had something very important to say.
It said that after brunch it was time for apple cake.
I’m far from the northern cold now. It’s a good 60°F today and my doors and windows are open, the cats are sunning themselves on the balcony and I’m starting my first internship in a few weeks… I hope. In the meantime I’m settling back into my home and planning to fill my days with good food and good words.