Lost In Limoges

From the sheep-dotted pastures of France's underpopulated Southwest, Limoges rises in all its grey glory. The city's claim to fame: fine porcelain. The half-timbered houses of the Medieval center are surrounded by strip malls and McDo. Land-hungry Brits descend with flailing pocketbooks (thanks, RyanAir). The weather is remarkably cool year-round. Sure, I live on rue de Nice, but this is NOT the Cote d'Azur. Welcome to Limoges, "the middle of nowhere"-- or as Pierre says "everywhere"-- France.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Lamb, It's What's For Dinner...


...in France. These are the babies at Damien's farm (that's Pierre's cousin)-- before the slaughter. Witnessing that is enough to turn you veg. Trust me.

posted by MWN @ 10:47 PM  

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