Stepping out…with my baby!

Fountain in Place Massena

I’d been going a little stir-crazy here in Nice.  About two weeks ago I’m sure D was wondering what was going through my mind.  If he could read my mind he would have heard me saying things like “I need to do something” or “I’m going crazy here”.  Don’t get me wrong; I love it here in Nice.  It’s just that my days have fallen into a routine, one that I don’t particularly enjoy.  So, it’s up to me to shake things up a bit and stop playing haus-frau.

The decision was taken out of my hands, however, as we had our first guests over for dinner on Saturday.  I love a good dinner party.  (Actually, I just love a good dinner!)  It meant another baking session too.  This time, I made a lovely apple & almond cream tart.  For dinner I made coq au riesling but instead of homemade spaetzle — I didn’t have the time to make it — I served it with “genuine” Savoy noodles.  (They look like the same egg noodles my mother uses to make tuna casserole.  I’m just saying…)  Of course, the evening started with apéro. D made dirty martinis for the 4 adults; our friends’ daughters had fruit punch.  We had to explain the difference between an American martini and a French martini to M and C.  They found the dirty martini to be, and I quote “très costaud“.

This way to the sea!

After dinner, the 6 of us decided to walk to the port and the Promenade des Anglais.  Given the time of day and the time of year, we were all surprised to see how busy the streets and shops of Vieux Nice were.  There was a long line at the butcher shops and even Place St François, home to the fish market, was humming.  Cours Saleya was busy too as tourists and niçois alike decided where to spend their money.  From Cours Saleya we walked to the port and then back home.  No walk home would be complete without a stop at the pâtisserie.  M bought us a lovely selection of macarons.  “Trop gentil”, I said after gobbling one down.

After M, C, and the kids left it started to rain.  And it rained until Monday night.  We had nothing but grey skies and rain in Nice for 3 days straight.  At times, the rain fell so hard I thought I was back in Jamaica.  At other times the rain fell in a fine drizzle.  All that rain forced us indoors, which gave us the chance to whip out a few movies to pass the time.  What did we watch?

Kill Bill Vol 1 and 2

Invictus

Mes Meilleurs Copains

The Transporter I, II, and III

Casino Royale (I do love Daniel Craig!)

Brice de Nice

We finally left the apartment Tuesday as we had to replenish our cupboards.  This is perfect timing as D recently received some good news.  So, as is our way, we have planned a celebratory dinner for Friday night.  On the menu for our entrée we will have oysters Didier (this is my name for oysters dressed with shallots and champagne vinegar).  Our premier plat will be fish soup followed by duck à l’orange for the deuxième plat.  For dessert?  I’m not sure.  We may actually buy something this time as baking something may not fit into the schedule.  Although, I did find a lovely recipe for a savarin…

Sunset in Nice

That was the weekend.  Tuesday, it was back to “work”; it was boulot, boulot, boulot.  D gave me some work to do so no more lolly-gagging.  As it was still a little grey outside I was quite content to work away.  Wednesday was a different day altogether.  It was a blue-sky day today and the temperature reportedly reached 20 °C.  D and I took advantage of the warm afternoon and had a leisurely lunch on the terrace.  After lunch and after a few calls and emails, D said “why don’t we head downtown for a drink.”  Of course, he didn’t have to ask twice; I was there!

Our walk took us to Cours Saleya.  (We initially planned on sitting on a patio near Place Massena.)  A few florists from the flower market were still there dismantling their stands and packing up their flowers.  A few die-hard apéro hunters were out already and had found a spot and a drink.  For the most part, the restaurants in the cours were just setting up for the evening.  We decided to head to the Promenade and have a drink there.  I won’t bore you with the details of the low-quality high-priced cocktail that we were served.  (If you ask I’ll tell you where not to go and/or what not to order.)  We picked out our cars of choice while the sun set.

Sunshine in a bucket

On our walk back home D and I stopped at a bakery that we’ve never visited.  I felt like we were cheating on our usual bakery but, as they close on Wednesdays, what could we do?  D bought us a few quiches for dinner tonight.  We’ll pair that with a salad, courtesy of D, et voilà…dinner!

The getting out continues next week; we’re heading north!  D has meetings in Paris and in Montbéliard and between now and then we plan on taking advantage of all the warm weather Nice has been enjoying.

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6 Comments on “Stepping out…with my baby!”

  1. Oneika aka Nikita the Traveller
    November 4, 2010 at 10:13 AM #

    FUN FUN FUN! I LOVE the Cours Saleya. You are bringing back so many memories… Have you been to the restaurant “Il Voglio”? The seafood pasta is soooo good… Love the venue as well. Another favourite of mine on the Cours has also gotta be “Festival de la Moule”… Not the nicest restaurant but you can’t go wrong with unlimited moules frites for 13,90… 🙂

    And which is your favourite bakery? I love the Multari near the zone pietonne… I wanna move back to Nice now!! I’m so jealous!

    • November 4, 2010 at 2:12 PM #

      Glad to bring back the memories. No, we haven’t been to Il Voglio but you’re the 2nd person to recommend it. We have it on our list of “musts” so I’ll def let y’all know how it goes. Ohhhh, we walked by and D chuckled at the Festival de la Moule…he said “moule” is another name for the girl-bits. 🙂 That made me laugh but at that price…

      I have no idea what the bakery is called. It’s on rue Gioffredo near Carabacel.

      No need to be jealous. You look like you’re having a great time on your travels!!!

  2. Tuula
    November 4, 2010 at 3:51 PM #

    Geez, sounds like we had almost the same weekend – guess that’s because we’re sharing just about the same climate, lol!
    I think you might have beat us in the movie department – but only by one or two. Last count was 5 movies… but really could have used some Daniel Craig to help get me through the rain 🙂
    Your Friday dinner sounds lovely & glad to hear you’re enjoying walks around Nice – really is such a pretty city!

    • November 7, 2010 at 10:18 PM #

      LOL! I can’t remember watching that many movies in one weekend. I certainly made for a cozy weekend in! 🙂

  3. November 7, 2010 at 8:19 PM #

    Hmm… I might have passed you on Cours Saleya that night. Your blog is great…. love the stories and the tips! And, I love hearing about another Canadian who has been able to make a home here in Nice.

    Great storytelling!

    Kerry

    • November 7, 2010 at 10:21 PM #

      Hi Kerry!
      Thanks for reading. Y’know, every time we go out I keep an eye open for familiar faces. It’s a little stalker-ish but so it goes. I have to tell you that when I came across your blog a few months ago I read every single post in one sitting. You are one brave woman. Kudos to you for such a big step. Yes, it is a leap of faith and sometimes those leaps are needed, aren’t they!

      Keep it up; I look forward to more!

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