|Photo: courtesy of Andrew A.|
|First, of course, the Mojitos|
|Madame Thomas serves something with beef and carrots...|
After a day skiing, or perhaps merely relaxing (as in my case) we would gather at Madame Thomas' apartment where aperitifs would be drunk, and delicious aromas would waft from the kitchen. Some helped peel potatoes, and some helped serve, but in general Madame was in charge of the kitchen. Here are some of the generous and delicious dishes she produced.
|Madame Thomas flambes|
|Flambe result: bananes|
|The name of the dish is on the casserole|
|Under all those pommes de terre...the meat|
|"Grandmother's Chicken" at L'Alpette on the piste.|
|Divine lamb at our 'last night' dinner|
And the reference to 'fur'? Well, as you will know from the post as few days ago, Madame Thomas is rather fond of a dramatic fur coat. She confided today that her friends tell her she is pathologique about them - but, she says, she has only bought ten or twelve this past year. She favours buying second-hand - usually 'family coats' that the young women don't want. Bargains, you see. This afternoon Rachel and I went fur coat shopping with Madame Thomas.This may have been a mistake. Or it may have been a seminal turning point in my life. Three days ago I didn't know I needed a fur coat, and now I own my first mink. Go figure. When in France...