1092. Bastille Day

It was Bastille Day and Nora thought she’d invite the next door neighbours over for dinner. They were French.

Nora started with a mix of snails and frogs’ legs. “It’s very French,” said Nora to her guests. “I got the snails out of a tin. They’re the real thing.” Quite frankly they would never have guessed.

Next came French Onion Soup – “It’s out of a packet,” said Nora, “so it must be the genuine stuff.” The soup was served with French fries, and garlic bread made out of a baguette.

Last served was fruit salad and ice cream. “It’s nice to have something local in this cultural exchange,” declared Nora.

The neighbours went home afterwards, delighted with Nora’s commemoration of Bastille Day. They put on their berets, and rode home on bicycles with strings of onions hanging down the front.

18 thoughts on “1092. Bastille Day

      1. Keith Channing

        Neither did I, Bruce – never heard of the things.
        Anduoillettes, though, are the reason (I believe) that so many French people always look as though they have a bad smell under their noses. I made the mistake once of ordering one in a restaurant on the autoroute. I did NOT make the mistake of eating it!

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        1. Bruce Goodman Post author

          My international mistake was eating Japanese and I thought the green paste was guacamole! Well, it looked like it, didn’t it. It just about blew my head off! I thought I was going to die!

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