Noël, Noël, Noël, Sing We Noël!


No, we’re not going to the Notre Dame for Christmas, although it’s looking gorgeous here, all decked out in baubles and bows.  We’ve been wondering what a real French Christmas would feel like, and I imagine that the Notre Dame midnight mass is the most French you can get, when it comes to Christmas.  But we won’t be there, and this won’t be the year that Père Nöel will leave us a truffle in the toe of our sock.


Nor will we be at home, even though a chocolate A from Amsterdam invites me to stay in my slippers puttering in the kitchen, nibbling in alphabetic ecstasy as I cook a Christmas feast.  Today at the butcher shop there were the most amazing things for Christmas, terrines of pheasant and goose , rabbit paté en croute, galantines of guinea hen and duck, tartlets of foie gras as well as whole fresh foie gras selling for 75 Euros a kilo, and even more.  I should have taken notes, but all I did was buy a fat moulard duck breast and a small slice of pheasant terrine for dinner tonight, because we won’t be here for the holiday.

Instead we’ll be trying to say Bon Nadal y Feli Ani Nou!  Any guesses?  Right, Barcelona, where Catalan is the language, cava is the drink, and a lot of the really hot restaurants are closed for Christmas.  However, I have no doubt that we’ll have a splendid time.  We’ll be taking a small, slow train down the coast from Montpellier, and the scenery is said to be lovely.  Ok, it is supposed to be raining the whole weekend, but forecasts are often wrong.  We’ll be there for the final day of the Barcelona Christmas market on Sunday, and I can’t wait to see how it differs from a French market.  If I can post from there, I will, but if not, we’ll be back in a few days, leaving plenty of time to get ready for a real French Réveillon de Saint Sylvestre celebration to ring in the nouvel an.

So au revoir, bonnes fêtes, Joyeux Noël, Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and see you soon.  May this year bring you the best holiday ever, and please, since eggnog is an unheard of treat here, have an extra cup for me.

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6 Comments on “Noël, Noël, Noël, Sing We Noël!”

  1. Lauren Says:

    Abra and Shel – have a very Merry Christmas!


  2. Al Says:


    You might not be following the local news, but the four steel electric ferries have been layed up due to hull corrosion and Port Townsend has been without a car ferry since 20 Nov. Among other things, WSF has instituted a Seattle-Port Townsend foot passenger run using the m/v SNOHOMISH which Kay and I caught yesterday. With free parking at the PT pier and $3.35 senior R/T rate, it was a no-brainer to visit Pikes Place Market. Di Lorenti has fois gras at $117.95/lb (about the same as you quoted) so we settled on some hanger steak and lamb kidneys from Joe & Dons.

    Merry Christmas to you and Shel

    Al & Kay

  3. Tamara Says:

    Hmmm. And truffles, the fungus kind, not the candy kind, were $298.50 lb in Poulsbo. The extra .50c was amusing, and it was the first time I ever bought truffles. The leftover is in a jar of salt, perfuming away.

    Merry Merry Holidays in all the cultures you get to take part in. Barcelona is an amazing city. Buildings by Gaudi, great food on the high end and the low end, right next to the Penedes wine region, art everywhere, and if you wander thru a City park, please notice all the pipi cans.

  4. Abra Says:

    Wow, those were cheap truffles! We’ve heard that they’ll be about 1000 Euros/kilo when they start here, getting up around 3000 Euros/kilo in Paris.

  5. Della Says:

    Have a fabulous holiday Abra and Shel!

  6. Joyeaux Noël et bonne année!

    Hope you have a lovely time in Barcelona.

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