It's Wednesday and I have very little to report, except that, at last the sunshine has returned. All weekend it rained and our plans to climb Mont Saint-Victoire were washed away with it.
a bit of a gloomy Apt
We had Alison with us though, so we did go to a small restaurant in town called the Carnot Set on Friday night to celebrate Becca's birthday, which has reasonable reviews on tripadvisor. It was interesting inside- it looked as though it couldn't decide to be an American diner or a chichi upmarket French restaurant, and the result was rather a lot of black and red leather, combined with grey and white gingham. Still, the food was very good, as promised, and we all went for something different- Becca, the magret of duck, Alison, the lamb parcels with herbs, and me, the seabass cooked in garlic and lemon.
The flavours were delicious and we were half way through when Alison, who has a peanut allergy, froze and pulled what looked like half a peanut out of her mouth. The lamb was wrapped around a pocket of herbs (and as it transpired after, nuts, though that wasn't stated on the menu). She passed it to me, and asked if it was a peanut, which I ate and thought it was. Then we were in a predicament, especially poor Alison who was well prepared to start throwing up any minute, and had left her antihistamines and inhaler in Avignon. Of course at 10pm all the pharmacies were closed- and neither Becca or I had either at home. So we asked the waitress if they had any antihistamines in a first aid kit, which they didn't, but she proceeded to ask the rest of the restaurant if they had any. Everyone was very helpful, but no one came up with the goods, and Alison was looking a bit worse for wear. The waitress came over to see if there was anything she could do. Alison explained she hadn't realised there were nuts within the lamb and the waitress exclaimed, 'Non! They are pistachios!' She seemed adamant. They hadn't seemed like pistachios to me so I asked if we could verify with the chef. The waitress returned. 'They are walnuts and almonds!' Fortunately that meant panic over, and Alison was able to finish the dish.
dessert- speculoos brownie cake for Becca's birthday
Saturday was spent cooped inside with tomato soup, pancakes and French grammar practise. Sunday it cleared briefly, and Monday I went back to work. Fortunately all the children have been good this week, especially my Year 4s on Tuesday, who I love. Yesterday and today have been gorgeous sunshine so I've been soaking up as much as possible in case its the last I see in a while.
Tomorrow I have school- and Friday Alison is coming again for attempt no 2 of climbing Mont Saint- Victoire. On verra... (we will see).
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