At beach restaurants like this one–and over at the old port in St. Tropez–everyone is asking for un rosé piscine. When June already feels like August, the "glass of rosé on ice" really hits the spot. But if you're like me, you might prefer "de l'eau gazeuse." To each his own, à chacun son goût! (If you are new to this blog, here is a picture of Jean-Marc and me. My husband does the sound files for this journal and I write the stories and photograph. Enjoy!)
"rosé piscine" (roh-zay pee-seen)
: rosé wine served over ice cubes
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Pour faire ce qu'on appelle "un rosé piscine," versez le vin sur des glaçons, le tout dans un grand verre.
To make what we call a "pool rosé," pour the wine over the ice cubes, all this in a big glass.
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A DAY IN A FRENCH LIFE… by Kristin Espinasse
Decisions decisions! What with the unbelievable encounter Mom and I made last week–and Friday and Saturday's escape to the beach–there are plenty of things to share with you. But something tells me to just let everything percolate, to instead share photos and enjoy this change of pace.
The following snapshots were taken in Ramatuelle, where, ambling alone amidst the winding village paths, I heard sighing…. The quiet and the beauty this village will take your breath away too!
If you've ever felt out of place, take courage from this wayward branch. What beauty it adds to the picture!
Before I moved to France I would see this color blue in films depicting French life. Blue on the walls, blue on the shutters… and then blue in the Mediterranean Sea over which Jean-Marc married me. (Coming up, now, on our 20th anniversary…)
A white picket fence in America and a volet blanc in France….
There are a few imperfections in this photo, but a dreamy something overrides them.
Cool and quiet here in summertime–and a word from our sponsor before we continue…
New rental in Provence. In the charming village of Sablet–this spacious home is the perfect place to return to after sightseeing, bicycling or hiking. Photos here.
Documenting the color of leaves in June
All I need is this garden shed-turned-nest. And you? Perfect fpr listening to the birds, and hearing the village come to life with its clanking coffee cups and bonjour messieurs-dames, goodmorning folks.
So much to do in Ramatuelle, but if you run out of ideas… have a look at the chalkboard outside the Office de Tourisme. Even it is as pretty as a picture.
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But they say Messieurs-dames in France all of the time!
But they say Messieurs-dames in France all of the time!
Charming photos of a charming place and with current temperatures here, un rose piscine sounds wonderful!
Charming photos of a charming place and with current temperatures here, un rose piscine sounds wonderful!
Kathleen from Connecticut I think the point was that both words end in s
as you spelled it, messieurs-dames.
The s is left off messieurs up in the post for today.
There is nothing wrong with the phrase itself.
Hot weather in Provence. Still comfortable here, knock wood.
It will be nice to hear some of the adventures with your mother. Those are usually excellent stories.
Kathleen from Connecticut I think the point was that both words end in s
as you spelled it, messieurs-dames.
The s is left off messieurs up in the post for today.
There is nothing wrong with the phrase itself.
Hot weather in Provence. Still comfortable here, knock wood.
It will be nice to hear some of the adventures with your mother. Those are usually excellent stories.
Kristin,
I am always happy to forward French Word a Day to friends who love the french culture. Your blog is most enjoyable, your writing style, the fotography, sharing stories of your family, pets etc. are most appreciated.
I am about to start reading First French Essais, the pictures are beautiful! This book makes a lovely gift for francophiles friends and I will hurry and order a few.
Mille mercis!!
Marti
From la Floride,U.S.A.
Kristin,
I am always happy to forward French Word a Day to friends who love the french culture. Your blog is most enjoyable, your writing style, the fotography, sharing stories of your family, pets etc. are most appreciated.
I am about to start reading First French Essais, the pictures are beautiful! This book makes a lovely gift for francophiles friends and I will hurry and order a few.
Mille mercis!!
Marti
From la Floride,U.S.A.
Sharing on FB! I’ve been reading for… 8 (?!) years now, but my first comment was just last week. Your pictures and words brought such a smile to my face today, though, I just had to tell you– as a fellow American transplant to France, that certain blue in your photo of the vieux volets en bois, really struck a chord… “My” France is tinged in the same shade. I’m a calligrapher and I named my atelier French Blue, for the same reasons you describe. I even try to wax poetic about it on my website, though to lesser effect that you do, here. <3
Thanks for writing, and sharing your pictures with all of us.
Sharing on FB! I’ve been reading for… 8 (?!) years now, but my first comment was just last week. Your pictures and words brought such a smile to my face today, though, I just had to tell you– as a fellow American transplant to France, that certain blue in your photo of the vieux volets en bois, really struck a chord… “My” France is tinged in the same shade. I’m a calligrapher and I named my atelier French Blue, for the same reasons you describe. I even try to wax poetic about it on my website, though to lesser effect that you do, here. <3
Thanks for writing, and sharing your pictures with all of us.
Your photographs are food for that part of the soul which is nurtured by beauty.
Your photographs are food for that part of the soul which is nurtured by beauty.
i take pictures of doors wherever i go as well! nice to see a fellow door lover!
i take pictures of doors wherever i go as well! nice to see a fellow door lover!
Missed hearing the JM pronunciation and some of the photos. Je ne sais pas qu’est-que c’erat la probleme. It is very hard to believe you are nearing 20 years of marriage. Tempus fugit for sure. Thanks for sharing part of your life with us.Have a lovely weekend in a lovely part of the world.
Missed hearing the JM pronunciation and some of the photos. Je ne sais pas qu’est-que c’erat la probleme. It is very hard to believe you are nearing 20 years of marriage. Tempus fugit for sure. Thanks for sharing part of your life with us.Have a lovely weekend in a lovely part of the world.
That brought back many memories. When we first married my wife and I spent 7 of our first 8 years of marriage holidaying in the region, normally camping at la Toisin D’Or, normally in September (out of season) so we could explore the area without the crowds. We discovered the delights of Ramatuelle, Port Grimaud, Cavaliere sur Mere and of course St Tropez itself. many evenings we would sit in a port-side bar, sipping anis and listening to the Mistral in the mountains during the 3rd week of September, always arrived like clockwork!!
Wonder whether I will ever get to see how much it has changed in the last 40 years?
That brought back many memories. When we first married my wife and I spent 7 of our first 8 years of marriage holidaying in the region, normally camping at la Toisin D’Or, normally in September (out of season) so we could explore the area without the crowds. We discovered the delights of Ramatuelle, Port Grimaud, Cavaliere sur Mere and of course St Tropez itself. many evenings we would sit in a port-side bar, sipping anis and listening to the Mistral in the mountains during the 3rd week of September, always arrived like clockwork!!
Wonder whether I will ever get to see how much it has changed in the last 40 years?
I would always stay at “Chez Tony” in Ramatuelle and stroll the waterfront in the evening and watch people having dinner by candlelight aboard their yachts.
Not to forget that “B.B.” in 1954 or 55 made her famous film “Et Dieu Crea La Femme” with Jean Louis Trignant and Kurt Jurgens in St Tropez when it was still just a sleepy little fishing village and the only way there was by bus over a dusty two lane country road.
I would always stay at “Chez Tony” in Ramatuelle and stroll the waterfront in the evening and watch people having dinner by candlelight aboard their yachts.
Not to forget that “B.B.” in 1954 or 55 made her famous film “Et Dieu Crea La Femme” with Jean Louis Trignant and Kurt Jurgens in St Tropez when it was still just a sleepy little fishing village and the only way there was by bus over a dusty two lane country road.
Kristin, I am writing because not to long ago you shared a poem or saying about giving away a smile. I thought I saved it but cannot find. If you could send it to me I would be so grateful. It was beautiful and I would like to share it. I have consciously been smiling more especially to those I feel need it the most.
Kristin, I am writing because not to long ago you shared a poem or saying about giving away a smile. I thought I saved it but cannot find. If you could send it to me I would be so grateful. It was beautiful and I would like to share it. I have consciously been smiling more especially to those I feel need it the most.