On my preious visit to Savoie I had a lovely time visiting Daniels, Christel, Patch (their cat eating dog) and their two cats. We wnet on a nice balade in the snow in the mountains above the town and a lovely dinner of thinly sliced meat cooked on a griddle in the middle of the table, sort of like fondue without the grease. Since then they have changed jobs (like Guylène they both work for the post office) and now live in St Andre in the vineyards in the hills outside of Chambery – very lovely location, surrounded by mountains – Belledonne, La Savoyarde, Le Grenier. From their house you can see the entrance to 3 valleys, in one is Grenoble, another Albertville, and Chambery in the third.
Once again they had prepared a very comfortable room, the pillows scented with a lavendar sachet. It was so late there was no time for a shower, and it was embarrasing to get into bed so dirty, but I must confess, I felt totally pampered and fell aleep the moment my head hit the pillow. Thursday June 2 was one of the 11 jours fériés in France so Dan and Christel had the day off.
They had invited their friends Didier and Martine over for the day and to view their photos of their recent trip to the US. Martine has a son who lives in LA and designs websites for movies. The did not find much of interest in LA (I said there are some jewels there, but not so easy to find). They noted the size of the togo coffee cups, the fact that very few places provided information in languages other than English. They did a grand tour visiting the Grand Canyon and San Francisco in addition to LA. Sounded like a lot to absorb and a lot of miles. Got tired just thinking about it. Since Dan and Christal have lived in this house less than a year we did a tour of their garden.
They talked of plans for raised vegtable boxes, putting an outside kitchen at one end of the garage and creating an outdoor eating area. There is a smamm creek that runs between the house and the garden, and they have put hoses in the creek which the se to water the garden. The cherry tree was loaded with cherries, so we got several plastic containers from the kitchen and picked cherries.
Over lunch I was surprised at how much more of the conversation I understood, compared to the general conversation at Guylènes party, or even the dinner at Suzanne’s.
Once they were talking about a spa and work and aches and pains the vacances de Noel. I couldn’t figure out at all the point of the discussion, and when Christel asked me if I was following I said not at all, but in fact when she explained I was not so far off. The point was that they all had aches and pains and they should find time to go to a spa together. Insurance covers the spa, but you have to pay your own lodging. If they could share that expense…
After lunch we took a stroll through the surrounding vineyards. By the time we were done it was 6:00 pm and time for G & me to be off. I was sorry to miss the slides of the trip to the US. It would have been interesting to see their view of the US.
Alain had dinner waiting for us when we arrived at Sallanches. I was still stuffed from lunch, so ate very little. He has prepared almost all of the meals, including lunch for me evry day Guylène has been at work. I think almost every meal as had a different kind of meat – we’ve had pork, beef, rabbit (lapin à la gibelote – with prunes, delicious) and even as I write there is the enticing smell of duck roasting in the oven. The meals have been simple, but very tasty. I think I need to follow his example somehow. How to cook so that when I return home from work at night the house is full of the aroma of cooking food. The only thing I miss is veggies…