In Chatou, for lunch we had fresh, sliced and pan sautéed turkey breast with a cream sauce and potatoes. After lunch we walked into town for a bit of shopping at the Super U, just like any super market you'd find in the US.
Nelly went into town and I stayed at home to get some writing done.
She stopped by to invite me to come over and watch the French Open. In broken French I explained that I was working on the Internet and since I was an artist I wasn't too interested in sports but that it was very kind of her to extend the invitation.
Camera: Nikon N90s film: Fuji
The previous Sunday Nicole had stopped by for coffee after lunch and invited us to come by tonight for aperitif. A special cidre that friends of hers had made. Not just any old friends, but folks who live in the region she was born in.
Nicole is one interesting person, she's retired from working in a bank and has lived in Chatou for the last 28 years.
I was happily typing away when all of a sudden there was a knock at the door. It was Nicole, the neighbor from two doors down.
An apertif or apero in France is a normal thing that starts anywhere from 5 to 7 PM. We thought we'd be at her place for an hour or 1.5 hours and then come back for a bite to eat. >>
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