The annual garlic auction. Three days when the worlds garlic aficionado's descend on our little patch of paradise. Most of the action taking place in a large steel shed on the outskirts of town. Ever eager to catch a stray tourist a variety of stalls selling 'decorated' garlic have appeared on the road that leads to the church. Business this morning is slow. A poster informing us that the world garlic peeling contest will be held under the market hall roof this evening. We buy two twists of fresh garlic, one of white the other purple. Bob and Sophie find the whole thing fascinating. Their favourite part ? The garlic sausage stall.
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Tuesday, July 23, 2013
When you are chased by a wolf you call the boar your uncle.
The annual garlic auction. Three days when the worlds garlic aficionado's descend on our little patch of paradise. Most of the action taking place in a large steel shed on the outskirts of town. Ever eager to catch a stray tourist a variety of stalls selling 'decorated' garlic have appeared on the road that leads to the church. Business this morning is slow. A poster informing us that the world garlic peeling contest will be held under the market hall roof this evening. We buy two twists of fresh garlic, one of white the other purple. Bob and Sophie find the whole thing fascinating. Their favourite part ? The garlic sausage stall.
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That would be my favourite part too. And Bertie's.
Cheers, Gail.
Fresh garlic pods for lovely dishes created by the Font and Sophie....what more could you ask for?
Are you attending the garlic peeling competition? Sounds like a fun evening.
Garlic peeling competition.....hmmmmm we'd have to pass on that one.
XXXOOO Daisy, Bella & Roxy
So much garlic, so little time!
I identify with Sophie, having a head of very thick and curly hair I would also try to avoid getting it wet before going off into town. A girl likes to feel polished and well groomed when out and about you know.
The title today leaves me scratching
my fluffy head. I'm thinking it is just so deeply
profound that I am sure I am missing nuances and it is over
over my aformentioned head.
Probably means more in the original Slovenian !
Mmm...garlic. My dogs get some everyday but, like the PONs, they would prefer the garlic sausage!
Slovenian, huh? We've been wondering about some of your source material. Will we soon have PONders? How old do S and B have to be before they PONder??
I WFTer.
J
I thought it was a garlic festival....an auction, who knew?
A new generation of PONders are being PONdered at this very moment.
Our claim to fame is being the garlic capital of France. If that's not enough we also claim to be the hazelnut capital too !
The smell of garlic always makes me feel hungry
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