I spent a rosy day in Provins!
This French medieval town is famous for it's rose candy, lemonade, jam, honey, soap, oil, tea, liqueur... Breakfast was a hunk of baguette smothered in perfumed rose petal preserves with too much butter. It was divine!
Good Ole Eleanor Roosevelt can make a girl gasp and giggle. 'I once had a rose named after me and was very flattered. But I was not pleased to read the description in the catalogue: no good in a bed, but fine up against the wall.'
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Posted by Marie Reed at 6:00 AM
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5 cool cats commented:
Marie, Eleanor sure had a dry sense of humor - very funny. I watched a documentary on her life on the history channel last week - a very interesting person. Her life was well lived and she accomplished much.
The rose preserves sounds yummy.
That breakfast sounds excellent. "Too much butter" is the perfect amount!
Oh! My grandma taught me how to preserve rose petal in sugar. It is delish on rice pudding!
"Breakfast was a hunk of baguette smothered in perfumed rose petal preserves with too much butter." Mmmm! That sounds like you should change your last name to Antoinette!
*sigh* I'm going to eat some instant grits now.
Too funny!
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