It's snowing in Texas. Can you believe it? 12 inches of snow in the last few days? I feel like I should be trudging in snow boots in Minnesota and Vancouver not Dallas. It is very pretty though. With the cold, it's the perfect time to cozy up with a good book, drink some hot chocolate and listen to (gasp!) Andrea Bocelli. My favorite of his first albums - "Sogno."
And I love to read children's books, especially classics written by the likes of Robert Louis Stephenson, C. S. Lewis or an easy Nancy Drew Mystery (my favorite from Mildred Wirt Benson who was one of the first ghostwriters of the series - Read the "Hidden Staircase.") I risk the wrath of Harry Potter fans to say I'm not a fan, don't like such dark fare. But I think I've found my muse in British author Rupert Kingfisher's "Madame Pamplemousse and Her Incredible Edibles."
What attracted me to the book? The word - Pamplemousse. I heard that word from a German neighbor of mine when I asked her how she said grapefruit in German. She said it in her cute German accent. Don't know why that came up, but I've loved that word ever since. Grapefruit vs. Pamplemousse. How in the world did the English language get the word grapefruit compared to pamplemousse? There's just no comparison.
And the book. For any one that loves food and Paris...it's a treat. It's about this budding little chef Madeleine who is dropped off by her parents to slave away in her uncle's restaurant. Her uncle has no appreciation for food, so Madeleine's little adventure takes her to Madame Pamplemousse. Read the rest and go buy some grapefruit! No I think I'm calling it pamplemousse from now on.
- Denise
This sounds so adorable! I'll have to check it out. And thanks for your email by the way. I'll be responding asap.
Posted by: HauteWorld | February 16, 2010 at 10:27 AM