Tag: pizza
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good friday
Want to know why my Good Friday was a good Friday? 1. It stopped raining yesterday long enough for The Husband, Honey Jr., Honey’s Honey and me to have l’apéro outside (April showers and all), even though it was kind of cold. OK, it was really freaking cold. Honey’s Honey and I were bundled up in…
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yep, that's about it
The weekend pretty much went down like this: Friday night I wanted pizza… and to any of you who read me way back when, you’re probably saying to yourself; no silly, pizza night in Le Petit Village is Tuesday night, everyone knows that. But what I haven’t told you, is our old pizza man gave…
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World Cup Fever Strikes Again!
I have a new nemesis… The World Cup. Not only did it close restaurants in the surrounding villages last Friday, ruining my dinner out, but last night, my beloved Pizza Night, also fell to the fever. The pizza man must be a fan of New Zealand, Slovakia, Portugal, The Ivory Coast, Brazil, or North Korea…
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I Love Tuesdays
Pizza Night, Pizza Night, Oh how I love Pizza Night! The above needs to be sung while doing jazz hands, with your head shaking, eyes closed, and letting your hips have a little spazz attack. I’d show you a how to video but that would be embarrassing. The Skippie Team loves pizza night. Not so…
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The Raclette Party & The Plonk
I should have known it was too good to be true. Free wine. HA! A couple of weeks ago when I found out that Tuesdays were pizza night in Le Petit Village, I also discovered that after purchasing four pizzas you can either have a free bottle of coke or a free bottle of wine.…
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My Petit Rant
Living in Le Petit Village is great and once I get the whole language thing sorted I’m sure life will be just peachy, but there are a few things that have been niggling me that I just want to get off my chest… 1. I can’t find dental floss. I have looked in four different…
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Scaredy Cat Sara
I’m a scaredy cat. I’m scared to walk out my front door into Le Petit Village at night. The same quaint and charming village which I love during the day, takes on a haunting quality in darkness. The only light comes from a few early 20th century lamps that hang high over the main street,…
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The Mushroom Incident
Let me start by saying that this should have been a much happier post. A post about delectable wild mushrooms and the beautiful gourmet meal I would cook using them. But I’m just not that girl and that’s just not me. And I will also say that this incident, that will henceforth be known as…
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Pizza Night
I learned something new yesterday, Tuesday nights are pizza night in Le Petit Village. I was ready to cook dinner when the Boyfriend came in and asked if I wanted pizza instead. “From where?” I asked. We walked around to the local church and right there in front of Le Petit Notre Dame, a small…
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