This morning, like every Wednesday morning, I rode down to the Les Halles Farmer's Market. Most of the leaves are fallen now. The bare trees revealed a low haze over the Loire river valley, rendering the morning sunlight cold and wintry. Since we've been working on blocking this week and I don't have gloves, my Wednesday morning ride turned into a (much needed!) cold air ice bath for my hands and fingers. Haha!
I'm getting to know my way around here pretty well and now I can't even remember the last time I was lost. I'm also finally building up a rapport with the local farmer's market merchants. They recognize me now and greet me with a more familiar generosity in their eyes. Today, two of my favorite people - mushroom lady and artisan tomato man - weren't there and I almost cried because I look forward to our exchanges so much. I've become quite appreciative of their tiny acts of kindness and their willingness to engage a lonely stranger.
All romance aside, though, the farmer's market is just a great place to practice my french and increase my food vocabulary. I've become quite adventurous lately, asking random people questions about the different vegetables and their favorite preparations. For example, just today I took a chance and bought a quarter of a huge warty looking pumpkin with instructions that involve peeling, boiling, draining, and mashing with milk, cinnamon, and sugar. Doesn't that sound delicious?!?
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Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Bordeaux!
At 10:30 AM Sunday morning
the whole team piled into a nine-person van to make our 4PM match against team
AMAZON (I mean, Bordeaux Merignac). This team
came down from National 1 at the end of last season and has been dominating National 2 with their scrappy
defense and ferocious offense ever since.
Unfortunately for our record, the road trip was the highlight of the day. The freeways here are fast,
direct, and cost a fortune. The gas was
110 euros, and the tolls totaled 150 euros!
OUCH! Coach Maguy said if you
aren’t pressed for time the national routes here are beautiful *free* back roads
that wind through the countryside and tiny town centers (a great way to see
the French way of life up close).
Bordeaux was unlike any
wine country I’ve ever seen... Lush
vines extended from the freeway in their uniform lines for as far as the eye
could see in every direction. Vineyards
weren’t nestled in a valley, or shelved along steep, rocky cliffs. They just stretched on and on and on forever. Rows of trees and solitary farm houses
spotted the landscape and spurred deep conversations about food, farming, and
the environment.
You will never believe
this, but it turns out that on this three hour car ride, I happened to be
sitting next to a girl on the team who has also been to Madagascar! Oh, we went on and on, sharing with Maguy all
the coolest things about Mada. Since Maguy spent most of her life in Brazil, she could relate to a lot
of the eating habits that characterize that latitude (ie tons of rice, a
million different types of bananas, and avocados for dessert). Mmmmm…
I often forget that Madagascar
is where I first developed a respect for food.
Despite annual family outings to Apple Hill and my mom’s lifelong
gardening and fearless foraging habits, before studying abroad in Madagascar in my mind food primarily existed prepared, packaged, and priced on a shelf, in an aisle, in a huge
air-conditioned building with slick floors and friendly employees. Madagascar is where I finally realized that
even the ingredients for pop tarts are planted, grown, and harvested, before
being shook up in a test tube, squirted out a mechanical arm and zipped up in a
rectangular foil wrapper. Haha!
That reminds me of a great bit from Jerry Seinfeld on pop-tarts:
Pop-Tarts aside, it’s really rare to meet someone else who has
been to Madagascar! It was so nice being reminded of the year I spent learning, eating, and experiencing life there while studying abroad. So many names, faces, moments, and meals flooded back into my memory; devouring banana
and nutella sandwiches around a campfire; meditatively chatting while peeling
apples and oranges; snacking on boiled manioc doused in sweetened condensed
milk; harvesting, de-husking, sorting, washing, and cooking huge pots of white,
red, brown, and black rice; savoring samosas and skewers of beef with lemony
hot sauce; and washing everything down with THB (Three Horses Beer)... It made me want to go back so bad!
To put it lightly, the game we played once we arrived in Bordeaux left something to be desired... Enough said. Bordeaux Merignac provided post-match pâté and crêpes (YUM!) and on the ride home we chowed down on a yogurt and nutella cake that our setter baked and my dad’s famous chocolate chip cookies (which arrived in the mail this week!). Even though all of us were stuffed from the snacks, the club paid for a pit-stop. We sat inside a gas station dining area and supped on delicious (by American standards) microwaveable pasta boxes. Outside the sun set on distant forests and farms in hues of highlighter yellow, orange, and pink behind wide blankets of dark purple clouds.
To put it lightly, the game we played once we arrived in Bordeaux left something to be desired... Enough said. Bordeaux Merignac provided post-match pâté and crêpes (YUM!) and on the ride home we chowed down on a yogurt and nutella cake that our setter baked and my dad’s famous chocolate chip cookies (which arrived in the mail this week!). Even though all of us were stuffed from the snacks, the club paid for a pit-stop. We sat inside a gas station dining area and supped on delicious (by American standards) microwaveable pasta boxes. Outside the sun set on distant forests and farms in hues of highlighter yellow, orange, and pink behind wide blankets of dark purple clouds.
We made it home by
10:30 PM. My head hit the pillow hard,
gears still turning over missed serves and bad plays from earlier that
night. Alas! Sunday nights remind me to
look forward to a sit in the sauna and swimming, and a week of hard work for our next match.
That’s all for now. More later!
Monday, September 23, 2013
Nutrition: Everyday Eating
Back in the States, working for SweetWARE, I started getting a lot questions from people about what to eat and why. I'm no expert, but (because of my natural curiosity and the tools I had at my fingertips) I had the privilege of learning a lot about what food is made of and what works for me. Here are a few rules of thumb that I like to think can be applied to any diet for added energy and vitality!
1. Eat rainbows. Not Lucky Charms, people! I'm talking red tomatoes, orange carrots, yellow peppers, leafy greens... You get the picture! If you eat a bunch of grays and browns, that's how you're going to feel. PS - Condiments don't count... Sorry!
2. Fast food = once a year! For maybe five years now, Billy and I have been getting Taco Bell for Valentine's Day. This radical tradition started when we found ourselves wandering around Alameda on V-Day with no reservations and the realization that a nice dinner would require an hour wait and about a hundred bucks... Going to Taco Bell was the most counter-cultural thing we could think of at the time and it stuck! Now we look forward to it every year and fast food just feels wrong on any other day. Haha... Bottom line? 364 days a year, swap fast food for fresh food to feel (yep - pretty much instantly) better! PS - In-and-Out does not count as fast food after a long day of tournaments and that's just the way it is...
3. Whole Foods. Not the store. The food. Unless you have a deadly allergy, foods that do not require packaging are generally better for you. If it absolutely has to have a package, it also requires an ingredient list - so, read that shit! Ingredient lists are required to list ingredients in order of predominance by weight. If I'm debating between two products? Compare the first three words and then run the last three words through my difficult-to-sound-out filter. Red flags that get a product put immediately back on the shelf: hydrogenated, artificial, monosodium glutamate, high fructose corn syrup, flavor, and color. I rarely look at nutrition labels, but when I do it's normally to ensure that foods high in saturated fat, transfat, and sodium don't make it to my grocery cart.
4. Anti-oxidants: our bestest friends in the whole wide world. All we need to know is that, as a species, our favorite foods (in no particular order) are: any apple, any dark fruit, all berries, pecans, dark beans and pinto beans. Period. Okay, fine, fine! Go ahead and throw in artichokes and russet potatoes if you insist... Do it! :)
Last thing before I get off this soap box (which I'm totally unqualified for if you forgot or missed that part).
5. HYDRATE! Replace the liquids you currently drink (soda, iced tea, coffee, alcohol, etc.) with the liquid of life: water... or fruit and vegetable juices... or just fruits and vegetables! And this is where everything starts circling back to reinforce itself: The USDA recommends 8-9 servings of fruits and vegetables day. These foods (raw) are 75-90% water, so eat (or drink!) that ridiculously hydrating, nourishing, colorful stuff!
So, if you find yourself asking yourself "Do I dare eat a peach?" The answer is just yes.
Writing this has made me very hungry, so I'm going downstairs to get a snack... That's all for now. More later!
1. Eat rainbows. Not Lucky Charms, people! I'm talking red tomatoes, orange carrots, yellow peppers, leafy greens... You get the picture! If you eat a bunch of grays and browns, that's how you're going to feel. PS - Condiments don't count... Sorry!
2. Fast food = once a year! For maybe five years now, Billy and I have been getting Taco Bell for Valentine's Day. This radical tradition started when we found ourselves wandering around Alameda on V-Day with no reservations and the realization that a nice dinner would require an hour wait and about a hundred bucks... Going to Taco Bell was the most counter-cultural thing we could think of at the time and it stuck! Now we look forward to it every year and fast food just feels wrong on any other day. Haha... Bottom line? 364 days a year, swap fast food for fresh food to feel (yep - pretty much instantly) better! PS - In-and-Out does not count as fast food after a long day of tournaments and that's just the way it is...
3. Whole Foods. Not the store. The food. Unless you have a deadly allergy, foods that do not require packaging are generally better for you. If it absolutely has to have a package, it also requires an ingredient list - so, read that shit! Ingredient lists are required to list ingredients in order of predominance by weight. If I'm debating between two products? Compare the first three words and then run the last three words through my difficult-to-sound-out filter. Red flags that get a product put immediately back on the shelf: hydrogenated, artificial, monosodium glutamate, high fructose corn syrup, flavor, and color. I rarely look at nutrition labels, but when I do it's normally to ensure that foods high in saturated fat, transfat, and sodium don't make it to my grocery cart.
4. Anti-oxidants: our bestest friends in the whole wide world. All we need to know is that, as a species, our favorite foods (in no particular order) are: any apple, any dark fruit, all berries, pecans, dark beans and pinto beans. Period. Okay, fine, fine! Go ahead and throw in artichokes and russet potatoes if you insist... Do it! :)
Last thing before I get off this soap box (which I'm totally unqualified for if you forgot or missed that part).
5. HYDRATE! Replace the liquids you currently drink (soda, iced tea, coffee, alcohol, etc.) with the liquid of life: water... or fruit and vegetable juices... or just fruits and vegetables! And this is where everything starts circling back to reinforce itself: The USDA recommends 8-9 servings of fruits and vegetables day. These foods (raw) are 75-90% water, so eat (or drink!) that ridiculously hydrating, nourishing, colorful stuff!
So, if you find yourself asking yourself "Do I dare eat a peach?" The answer is just yes.
Writing this has made me very hungry, so I'm going downstairs to get a snack... That's all for now. More later!
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Nutrition: Eat Like the Athlete You Want to Be
Sunday was the 10k & 20k de Tours! A beautiful day... So, I wandered down to Tours Center to check out all the athletes and the cool booths and stuff. I stood in line (forever) to get Paella and got to the front of the line only to realize that not only is there meat in Paella, there is *every kind of meat* in Paella (sausage, chicken, and seafood) - and I became a vegetarian (kind of) on Mother's Day this year... Doy! Ahahah! I ate it anyway... Ooops! :)
Since I stopped eating meat (okay, fine, not entirely, but for the most part - haters...), I've been told more times than I can count that I'm probably not getting enough protein. This inspired me to analyze my diet and, believe it or not, it turns out I'm getting more than enough protein, but could stand to DOUBLE my carbohydrate intake. Insane!
Here's what a day looks like for me right now (a double day is when I workout for more than 4 hours total):
Breakfast - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon, muesli (double days add eggs and toast)
Snack - fruit
Lunch - spinach salad (double days I get to eat whatever I want for lunch)
Dessert - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon
Snack - fruit
Snack - peanut butter rice cakes with honey and cinnamon
Snack - bread with olive oil and vinegar
Dinner - vegetables + grains + beans or tofu (double days add pasta)
Dessert - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon
This gets me to exactly 100g protein, 360g carbohydrates, and 100g fat (around 2600 kCal) on single days... and on double days I get to eat carbs like it's my job (like just throw in a whole baguette there somewhere, double the grains for dinner, and maybe even a pastry and coffee) to bring me to 800g of glorious, golden, crusty, delicious carbohydrates.
When I'm training, I also like to follow a few general rules:
1. Low alcohol and low caffeine. That's right. Except for occasions, if I'm training right, alcohol becomes a distant memory and caffeine stays out of the picture as much as possible.
2. High-protein post-workout snack: nuts, hard boiled eggs, or apple with peanut butter... My go-to post workout snack right now? Rice cake with peanut butter, honey, cinnamon and banana - YUM!
3. Hydrate! I drink about 2 liters a day of water (at least). When I'm back in the States, I'm drinking electrolytes like a coconut water, or gatorade diluted by 50% to keep that post-bikram head ache away. Here, I've been drinking lemon water and diluted apple/pear juice with a little pinch of salt after workouts.
This link is an amazing article written by US Anti-Doping Agency about the best diet for athletes:
http://www.usantidoping.org/files/active/what/dietary_intake.pdf
My targets are based off of this and this fitness calculator from active.com.
On that note, if you have anything to add - please leave a comment for me! I love hearing about new recipes and things that work for others!! Thanks!
Since I stopped eating meat (okay, fine, not entirely, but for the most part - haters...), I've been told more times than I can count that I'm probably not getting enough protein. This inspired me to analyze my diet and, believe it or not, it turns out I'm getting more than enough protein, but could stand to DOUBLE my carbohydrate intake. Insane!
Here's what a day looks like for me right now (a double day is when I workout for more than 4 hours total):
Breakfast - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon, muesli (double days add eggs and toast)
Snack - fruit
Lunch - spinach salad (double days I get to eat whatever I want for lunch)
Dessert - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon
Snack - fruit
Snack - peanut butter rice cakes with honey and cinnamon
Snack - bread with olive oil and vinegar
Dinner - vegetables + grains + beans or tofu (double days add pasta)
Dessert - plain yogurt with honey and cinnamon
This gets me to exactly 100g protein, 360g carbohydrates, and 100g fat (around 2600 kCal) on single days... and on double days I get to eat carbs like it's my job (like just throw in a whole baguette there somewhere, double the grains for dinner, and maybe even a pastry and coffee) to bring me to 800g of glorious, golden, crusty, delicious carbohydrates.
When I'm training, I also like to follow a few general rules:
1. Low alcohol and low caffeine. That's right. Except for occasions, if I'm training right, alcohol becomes a distant memory and caffeine stays out of the picture as much as possible.
2. High-protein post-workout snack: nuts, hard boiled eggs, or apple with peanut butter... My go-to post workout snack right now? Rice cake with peanut butter, honey, cinnamon and banana - YUM!
3. Hydrate! I drink about 2 liters a day of water (at least). When I'm back in the States, I'm drinking electrolytes like a coconut water, or gatorade diluted by 50% to keep that post-bikram head ache away. Here, I've been drinking lemon water and diluted apple/pear juice with a little pinch of salt after workouts.
This link is an amazing article written by US Anti-Doping Agency about the best diet for athletes:
http://www.usantidoping.org/files/active/what/dietary_intake.pdf
My targets are based off of this and this fitness calculator from active.com.
On that note, if you have anything to add - please leave a comment for me! I love hearing about new recipes and things that work for others!! Thanks!
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Snuggling Up To French Women
Wednesday morning! Yay! Today was the outdoor market Mecca at Les Halles. I rode down in the misty morning light and immediately got in line for the same fruit booth I went to last week and the week before to get a refill on apple/pear juice and the seasons best apples, pears, peaches, and plums. I've witnessed a large spectrum of acceptable behavior at French farmer's markets so far... Sometimes people fill their own bags, but still wait in line to weigh and pay. Sometimes people wait in line for just the bags and pay when they're done picking out what they want. Sometimes people wait patiently in the whole line with their empty bags and then order their household fruit and vegetable consumption in terms of kilograms per week from the overworked farmer behind the table. (Me? I'm getting used to the kilometers and degrees, but I still think of fruit and vegetables in units - 2 plums, 4 apples, 2 pears - like a French kindergartner.)
Today, I got out my empty bags from last week and eagerly started filling them up with deliciousness. It wasn't long before I started pissing off the woman in front of me who did not hesitate to scold me for touching all the fruit. Here is a rough translation of what was said in French + make sure to add a terrible American accent to my part...
Her - "If you squeeze all the fruit, you're making it bruised for everyone behind you in line."
Me - "I never squeeze the fruit."
Her - "That's right. Don't squeeze it."
Me - "I don't."
Her - "Good. You shouldn't."
I continued to pick my fruit out awkwardly when it became obvious that this random French woman never wanted to think about me or see me ever again. We don't know each other so that shouldn't be too difficult... Not a great start - culturally speaking!
Next stop: garlic, onions, spinach, mushrooms, tomatoes! I quickly find myself in line behind another French woman who had the exact same haircut as the Shih Tzu in her arms (no joke). I tried not to stare, but her fingers were all over the place! She'd take a stroke of her precious pet, then fondle the onions, pet pet, sift through garlic, pet, ew... I was starting to understand what I might've looked like to French Lady #1.
Done! Cue French Lady #3... A well-dressed woman with straggly white hair handed me a flyer and instead of my normal, "non, merci" I welcomed the flyer and looked her straight in the eyes and genuinely asked if this flyer would tell me where I can find some friends. We stood in the middle of the market for a second laughing like insane people and then she said, "Maybe! You never know." I walked away pretty pleased with my joke of the day... The flyer was for an antique fair. Wah wah :)
Practice was great last night! I had a terrible stomach ache beforehand (probably because of the anti-inflammatories I've been popping like red hots), but as soon as I got with my team - it was like magic - my stomach pain just went away. Seriously, I was sitting alone in the gym doubled over with pain and as soon as my team arrived and we started talking and laughing - GONE! I love practicing with my team!
Today, I got out my empty bags from last week and eagerly started filling them up with deliciousness. It wasn't long before I started pissing off the woman in front of me who did not hesitate to scold me for touching all the fruit. Here is a rough translation of what was said in French + make sure to add a terrible American accent to my part...
Her - "If you squeeze all the fruit, you're making it bruised for everyone behind you in line."
Me - "I never squeeze the fruit."
Her - "That's right. Don't squeeze it."
Me - "I don't."
Her - "Good. You shouldn't."
I continued to pick my fruit out awkwardly when it became obvious that this random French woman never wanted to think about me or see me ever again. We don't know each other so that shouldn't be too difficult... Not a great start - culturally speaking!
Next stop: garlic, onions, spinach, mushrooms, tomatoes! I quickly find myself in line behind another French woman who had the exact same haircut as the Shih Tzu in her arms (no joke). I tried not to stare, but her fingers were all over the place! She'd take a stroke of her precious pet, then fondle the onions, pet pet, sift through garlic, pet, ew... I was starting to understand what I might've looked like to French Lady #1.
Done! Cue French Lady #3... A well-dressed woman with straggly white hair handed me a flyer and instead of my normal, "non, merci" I welcomed the flyer and looked her straight in the eyes and genuinely asked if this flyer would tell me where I can find some friends. We stood in the middle of the market for a second laughing like insane people and then she said, "Maybe! You never know." I walked away pretty pleased with my joke of the day... The flyer was for an antique fair. Wah wah :)
Practice was great last night! I had a terrible stomach ache beforehand (probably because of the anti-inflammatories I've been popping like red hots), but as soon as I got with my team - it was like magic - my stomach pain just went away. Seriously, I was sitting alone in the gym doubled over with pain and as soon as my team arrived and we started talking and laughing - GONE! I love practicing with my team!
Wednesday, September 4, 2013
Meeting Louis CK, Apologies, Corrections...
Last night the team practiced with two new girls. Very exciting. Still lots of work to do... Also moved into my own place last night! This morning I woke up in my own bed in my own room!
I had a super vivid dream about meeting Louis CK:
Sarah and Meghan and I were pouring off a bus along with a whole lot of other people. We were walking up a Bay Bridge highway on ramp when I noticed Louis CK just laying back on the asphalt. I stopped dead in my tracks (inconveniencing a bunch of people who had to then step around us) and said "Oh my God, Louie!!!! ...or is it Louis?? Haha... I don't know, but it's you! Louis CK!" I awkwardly bent over and gave him a weirdly forced hug while he was laying there and couldn't really go anywhere or hug me back. Ha! I don't remember much more except that (once he stood up) I got to tell him that I thought his best joke was the "Noggin" joke and then I woke up and, to no avail, tried to go right to sleep in the same position so that I could go back to the dream and bask in the light of his greatness...
Louis CK is one of my heroes for a few reasons:
1. The arch of his career proves that hard work works
2. Female ally in comedy (He seriously is...)
3. Thinks for himself and owns how he interacts with his audience
4. Makes his work cheap and accessible online
5. Shameless, Hilarious, Chewed Up, Oh My God, just to name a few...
When I get back to the States I want to meet him super bad. Just putting that out there, Universe... :)
Back to France. I'm all set up with a bed, hot water, laundry, electricity, a fast and free internet connection, and unlimited use of the world's smallest kitchen. Ha!
This morning I set out to buy some necessities like shampoo, toothpaste, sponges, dish soap, salt, pepper, oil, vinegar, etc. And now I must apologize and take back something I wrote in previous posts here and here because I found French Farmer's Market MECCA in Les Halles (a cute corner of town just a few bus stops over the bridge from my new home!). I seriously almost passed out when I saw it - I was so excited!!! Just Oh! like a kilometer squared of beautiful farm fresh fruits and veggies, local eggs, vinegars, oils, cheeses, fish, meats, every French food your heart could desire. So, I'm sorry I was quick to judge you, Tours, because your farmer's markets are insanely cool. :)
Tonight is my first practice coaching the men's regional team here. So, at 8pm about 15 adult men who only speak French are going to be staring at me and listening to me (haha - hopefully!). Here goes nothing!
I had a super vivid dream about meeting Louis CK:
Sarah and Meghan and I were pouring off a bus along with a whole lot of other people. We were walking up a Bay Bridge highway on ramp when I noticed Louis CK just laying back on the asphalt. I stopped dead in my tracks (inconveniencing a bunch of people who had to then step around us) and said "Oh my God, Louie!!!! ...or is it Louis?? Haha... I don't know, but it's you! Louis CK!" I awkwardly bent over and gave him a weirdly forced hug while he was laying there and couldn't really go anywhere or hug me back. Ha! I don't remember much more except that (once he stood up) I got to tell him that I thought his best joke was the "Noggin" joke and then I woke up and, to no avail, tried to go right to sleep in the same position so that I could go back to the dream and bask in the light of his greatness...
Louis CK is one of my heroes for a few reasons:
1. The arch of his career proves that hard work works
2. Female ally in comedy (He seriously is...)
3. Thinks for himself and owns how he interacts with his audience
4. Makes his work cheap and accessible online
5. Shameless, Hilarious, Chewed Up, Oh My God, just to name a few...
When I get back to the States I want to meet him super bad. Just putting that out there, Universe... :)
Back to France. I'm all set up with a bed, hot water, laundry, electricity, a fast and free internet connection, and unlimited use of the world's smallest kitchen. Ha!
This morning I set out to buy some necessities like shampoo, toothpaste, sponges, dish soap, salt, pepper, oil, vinegar, etc. And now I must apologize and take back something I wrote in previous posts here and here because I found French Farmer's Market MECCA in Les Halles (a cute corner of town just a few bus stops over the bridge from my new home!). I seriously almost passed out when I saw it - I was so excited!!! Just Oh! like a kilometer squared of beautiful farm fresh fruits and veggies, local eggs, vinegars, oils, cheeses, fish, meats, every French food your heart could desire. So, I'm sorry I was quick to judge you, Tours, because your farmer's markets are insanely cool. :)
Tonight is my first practice coaching the men's regional team here. So, at 8pm about 15 adult men who only speak French are going to be staring at me and listening to me (haha - hopefully!). Here goes nothing!
Sunday, August 25, 2013
Open Air Market
Sunday morning! The sun is shining!
Here's my vocabulary lesson for the day!
sparkling water - l'eau gaseuse
orange juice - le jus d'orange
coffee - le café
milk (whole, skim) - le lait (entier, écrémé)
wine - le vin
salt - le sel
pepper - le poivre
rice cake - la galette de riz
grapes - les raisins
raisins - les raisins secs
apple - la pomme
pear - la poire
peach - la pêche
lemon - le citron
lime - le citron vert
avocado - l'avocat
beet - la betterave
corn - le maïs
lettuce (iceburg, romaine, butter) - la salade (la laitue iceburg, romaine, batavia)
peppers (green, red, yellow...) - les poivrons (verts, rouges, jaunes...)
potato - la pomme de terre
spinach - les épinards
rice - riz
pasta - le pâte
almonds - les amandes
hazlenuts (very popular here) - les noisettes
walnuts - les noix
organic - bio
Words that are the same (or close enough that you can just get away with saying them in English with a strong French accent - haha!):
apricot - l'abricot
banana - la banane
carrot - la carotte
cereal - la céréale
cumin - le cumin
nutella - la nutella
onion - l'oignon
orange - l'orange
quinoa - le quinoa
sauce - la sauce
tofu - le tofu
tomato - la tomate
Things I haven't seen yet, but I want to know how to say as soon as I do see them (haha!):
swiss chard - la bette
brussel sprouts - les choux de Bruxelles
sweet potatoes - le patate douce
peanut butter - le buerre de cacahuète
pineapples - les ananas
grapefruit - le pamplemousse
In general, I've been very satisfied with the quality of the food here in France! The organic market down the street has tortilla chips and avocados! :)
Here's my vocabulary lesson for the day!
Vocabulaire Alimentaire:
water - l'eausparkling water - l'eau gaseuse
orange juice - le jus d'orange
coffee - le café
milk (whole, skim) - le lait (entier, écrémé)
wine - le vin
salt - le sel
pepper - le poivre
basil - le basilic
ginger - le gingembre
cinnamon - la cennelle
oregano - l'origan
parsley - le persil
dill - l'aneth
cilantro - la coriandre
mint - la menthe
vanilla - la vanille
garlic - l'ail
honey - le miel
sugar - le sucre
bread - le pain
eggs - les oeufs
garlic - l'ail
honey - le miel
sugar - le sucre
bread - le pain
eggs - les oeufs
granola - le muesli
yogurt - le yaourtrice cake - la galette de riz
grapes - les raisins
raisins - les raisins secs
apple - la pomme
pear - la poire
peach - la pêche
lemon - le citron
lime - le citron vert
avocado - l'avocat
beet - la betterave
corn - le maïs
lettuce (iceburg, romaine, butter) - la salade (la laitue iceburg, romaine, batavia)
peppers (green, red, yellow...) - les poivrons (verts, rouges, jaunes...)
potato - la pomme de terre
spinach - les épinards
rice - riz
pasta - le pâte
almonds - les amandes
hazlenuts (very popular here) - les noisettes
walnuts - les noix
organic - bio
Words that are the same (or close enough that you can just get away with saying them in English with a strong French accent - haha!):
apricot - l'abricot
banana - la banane
carrot - la carotte
cereal - la céréale
cumin - le cumin
nutella - la nutella
onion - l'oignon
orange - l'orange
quinoa - le quinoa
sauce - la sauce
tofu - le tofu
tomato - la tomate
Things I haven't seen yet, but I want to know how to say as soon as I do see them (haha!):
swiss chard - la bette
brussel sprouts - les choux de Bruxelles
sweet potatoes - le patate douce
Favorites:
peanuts - les cacahuètespeanut butter - le buerre de cacahuète
pineapples - les ananas
grapefruit - le pamplemousse
Anyways..... Today, I'm working on a flyer to advertise myself as a personal chef in some of the more hoity-toity areas around downtown Tours. Ideally, I'll find some rich artists who can pay me handsomely to make delicious organic vegetarian meals for them a couple times a week.
Oh oh - the title - today is the open air market in downtown Tours, so I'm off to go scope out some good spots to post my flyers next week.
That's all for now! More later!
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