Another of those perfect mornings. We tour the village in the half light. Bob stops to christen the four corners of the box hedge that surrounds the war memorial. He then christens the fire hydrant. This unchanging PON ritual presumably 'dethreats' the village. Sophie delicately sniffs the fresh pigeon guano at the foot of the church belfry.
Off to the greengrocers with the Americans. Half a dozen varieties of peaches this morning. We opt for a kilo of yellow and a kilo of the peche de vigne with their blood orange coloured flesh.
Never enough oranges for breakfast when there are twenty somethings around.
Being an all male shopping expedition we stop and look at a large green vegetable / fruit ? This is picked up and examined closely. Opinion is divided as to whether the vegetable / fruit is mega cool or gross. There is also some uncertainty as to what it might be.
Despite the added responsibility that comes with having to herd a large, noisy and hyperactive flock Bob manages to find a few moments to close his eyes and re balance his inner karma. This is best done with his nose out of the front door and his rump firmly in the shade.
Just another quiet day in deepest France profonde. There is some good news. The Old Farmer wanders over to let us know that the Belgian Lady's passport has been found by the Belarusian Embassy. It had been delivered to an office next door. The journey should start in ten days.
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I'm sure one of your more foodie readers will be able identify the large green vegetable/fruit, but I think I'd stay safe with the peaches and oranges.
Cheers, Gail.
Hi Angus, the large strange fruit is a soursop...very delicious when ripe...a mixture of mango and pineapple flavours. We make a punch with it and I also use it for making ice cream. Hope you are adventurous enough to give it a try.
Thank you. What do you do with it ? Skin it and eat it raw ? It seems to have the consistency of a slightly over ripe avocado .
its deeeeeeeelicious...great as a smoothie too.
And you thought there might not be enough going on to sustain a daily blog. Ha! Lost passports, exotic fruits, visiting kidlets. Well, adultlets.
Glad the Belgian lady's papers have been located. The Bob and Sophie Fan Club was worried.
Haven't seen the soursop before, but rather like sound of the combination of flavours. Thank goodness Bob has managed take a nap or two - herding a large group of males is seriously tiring work.
Good news about the lost passport, now the Old Farmer's adventures can begin.
Such a rich display of colors at the greengrocers. I see the leaves have begun to fall along the farmhouse lane. Our morning has a distinct autumn-like chill on the Northern California coast.
Cross between an avocado and a hedgehog, perhaps?
I've been away the last three days, and needed to put my two cents worth in on the blogging issue. Your blog is a gift to a world wide community of Bob and Sophie lovers and huge fans!!! We really do have our own lives, but are brought together by you and your pack. Please know we are out here, and do read your blog. Thank you for sharing with us your lives, Bob and Sophie's adventures, and the daily life of a close net village. Not to mention pound gaining pastries, and out of space fruits and veggies.
After removing the skin, inside you will find individual sacs of white pulp with black seeds inside. Carefully remove the center stem (heart) and then spoon some of the pulp into a dish, sprinkle with sugar and enjoy. Remember to spit the seeds out...because you will enjoy it so much you may be tempted to swallow without spitting out the seeds.....lol.
Ann above is right too about using the pulp for smoothies.....deeelish-ceee-ous!!!
I am so pleased for the old farmer and for the Belgian lady.
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