Â Wednesday of this week was a religious holiday in France, Assumption Day. Our little village held a little party serving some munchies and aperitifs to celebrate the holiday.
Â There were alot of people there that I had never seen before. There are many homes around in the countryside that surrounds the actual village and it looked like many at the party were outsiders, so to speak. In fact, we often feel like outsiders at these parties as we aren’t in the actually village which is one reason why I had the block party recently.
Â Our village does have a crumbling chateau above it. There is a gite in the village which is a sort of dorm for hikers and bikers who come in large numbers to this region. There is no boulangerie, no store, nothing here. There is no longer any school although there was one at one time and the party was held in the little courtyard in front of it. In fact, the school was used in a scene of a popular older French movie called, The Glory of My Father. Someone actually now lives in the upper rooms of the school.
Â It was nice to see our neighbors who had come to our block party. Several people who live in the actualÂ village said hello to me as they recognize me from my trudges up and down the hill and the road I take takes me through the village. Any time we have talked with someone they always point that out. So, it wasn’t the most exciting party I have ever been to but sort of nice to get a slice of life view of village life and I had a very good aperitif that I must tryÂ to dupicate. It consisted of some sort of sweet white wine and and almond flavoring. It was very tasty. They had some good guacamole too-that always surprises me in France.