We have been continuing to acclimate to our new culture. Some of it has been hard (hello, language.) but some of it ... like the food ... has been oh, so delightful.
However, I have been wondering how on earth these French mothers manage to get a good dinner on the table considering how late we all get home from school. The day is rather shifted and while the start is a bit later and the school lunches are long (hello, 1.5-2 hours.), we don't tumble through the doors at home until about 5pm.
It was recently explained to me that lunchtime is considered the biggest meal of the day (again, hello long lunch hours) and dinner is more of a light meal. Often times a salad and perhaps accompanied by ...
... some of that ubiquitous French bread.
(Just like in the movies and postcards, I see people biking with a bundle of baguettes in their basket or walking with several tucked under an arm. It is a deep, abiding part of their cultural fiber. And hurrah for that!)
This evening we served up a Salade Niçoise. I have no idea if I made it authentically French, but I used the ingredients we had on hand and bought at our local market ... and that seems like a good start.
So tonight we had dinner at about 7pm in the back garden (bonne idée, Lucette!) in the still-mild weather.
And we were all very satisfied.