French Friday’s with Dorie
When we started with French Fridays with Dorie nearly 5 years ago, it didn’t take very long for me to realize there would be assignments which would not do much to inspire my writing. I would dutifully cook the dish as required. Then I would do my best to take a worthy photograph while husband stood by patiently. But later that week as I tried to write about it I would end up staring at my computer screen and frustrated when the words would fail to materialize.
No funny anecdotes from my personal history poured forth. I would have nothing special to say about an exotic ingredient I knew we all would have trouble finding. No snarky observations at all.
The drive to participate and be a part of the Dorista community would prove to be strong, however, so I had to think of something to keep the pace. Enter Haiku French Fridays! I discovered that by resorting to a pithy haiku I could could easily crank out a post on topic, communicate something mildly entertaining, and still trick some of you into thinking I was being more profound than I was trying to be.
Haiku is very forgiving that way. So please forgive me as I rely on it again to get me through this final French Friday’s post.
our global journey
to eat at her French table
has now run its course
some make ups to get me through this:
do you feel guilty?
shhh…just eat your veal.
If you read this blog or any of those written by my fellow Doristas as of late, you must be wondering if you have stumbled upon one of the most protracted goodbyes in literary history. We posted our “final assignment” more than three weeks ago. Yet here we are still wading through our memories, posting more delicious food, and promising yet even more goodbyes to French Friday’s with Dorie next week. I suppose after four years, seven months and 21 days this should be expected, but not even David Letterman took this long to sign-off, and his show ran for 22 years.
Celebrating and being reflective by adhering to writing themes is the intent of scheduling a four week goodbye. This week we were to compose a post around the one recipe we have cooked the most. It is dubbed our “play-it-again Dorie” dish, and I promise I will eventually get to it, but first I have some thinking to do. ‘Natch.But after last week’s post, the only reflecting I have to give is on the very nature of goodbyes themselves. [Read More…]
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