Location : that wonderful chair.
Weather : inside it’s a little hazy due to me burning some nuggets..
Following, I worked more on The Project. No worries, this is not the same kind of Project as in Linkin Park. (please comment if you get that joke, I thought it was fairly witty)
I’m fairly pleased with this project but I am running out of material to work with. I need to go on more adventures. It better be nice tomorrow. I’ve got an idea.
First time not on my plate
Laurence was still here, so we had a wonderful brunch again. Oysters are growing on me. Did you know, that raw oysters are even more delicious if you put a little bit of squeezed lemon juice on it before you slurp it down?! Try it!! Also, ever hear of a Jerusalem Artichoke? Neither had I. Or Marie-Anne. But she found it in the market so she bought some and cooked ‘em up just like mashed potatoes. They were way better than mashed potatoes. I found a new favourite mashed vegetable.
After lunch we headed out to a museum. We drove about an hour to Arles where we took in la Musee departemental Arles antique. Which translates into the Arles departmental antique museum. An odd name I’d say.
Arles is situated right on the Rhone river. This was a prime location for the Romans to set up civilizations over time and many artefacts have been found in the river as well as in the Mediterranean Sea into which it flows. The whole museum is dedicated to artefacts found over the last 20 years. The museum is not very old itself, being only 15 years old (1995), which I believe is a “young” museum.
Something that we take for granted as Canadians is the fact that all our museums are bilingual; French and English. Museum language is sometimes hard to decipher as it is, but masked in another language I kind of felt like I was missing out on some things. Mainly when I had to ask Marie-Anne what a “casserole” is. Turns out it is a pan or a pot. French 1, Me 0.
We got back after 6pm and I just hung around the house, worked on some of the Project again. And tried to finish making the soup that Marie-Anne had started. Well, actually, all I had to do was stir it, but I did not know that. The vegetables that were in the process of being steamed into mush just needed to be stirred with the egg beater type machine she has, then the soup would have been actual soup. I tried mashing it up and could not for the life of me get it to the right consistency. So I left it for an hour or so, thinking the vegetables needed to be cooked more. Lou came home from her Dad’s and I started to worry that the soup was not ready. Finally I remembered the machine and two minutes later supper was served. Big deal eh? Haha
That was my day.
Hopefully I can stay up and watch a bit of the Rider game. Fingers crossed for a win!