Word is, though, a snowstorm is heading this way culminating in anywhere from 2 inches to a foot by the end of the weekend. We'll see.
Meanwhile, we've had a few opportunities to get out of the house.
We joined a rather eclectic group of Franks and Francophiles earlier in the week to say au revoir to Stephanie and Olivier Naudo as they pack up and move to Singapore. Stephanie has been one of the French Tarte's biggest supporters and we hate to see her go. She's also a genuinely pleasant person to be around; and there aren't many of those in this world.
Still, there were still plenty of smiling faces that evening in the Skyline Lounge of Lang's Bowlarama, with most everyone speaking French, punctuating their words with hands swirling in the air making a point, adding a graceful touch to a phrase.
|Stephanie and Susie|
|Susan and Isabelle|
One evening we stopped by Lady Finger Press in Hope Artiste Village for a reception with wine and cheese. Known locally for their unique printing styles -- using only vintage cast-iron, hand-crank printing presses, Lady Finger is made of a small band of serious French Tarte afficionados. Plus, it was a blast to watch Kelli and Susie cranking out their own cards. . .
|Kelli steeling herself for the mad rush. . .|
|beginning of the market|
|and the end!|
|bouchon -- buttermilk cake balls rolled in coriander sugar|
|pumpkin pepita tart|
|pear ginger tart|
|croissant aux mandes|