“Half memoir, half travel, A Yank Back to England...is an absolutely wonderful book, not only about going home again but also about love and family and tradition and the passage of the years.”
—Michael Dirda, Pulitzer Prize-winning literary critic (Washington
Post)
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Friday, December 5, 2008

At the Beetle & Wedge, part 1

We sat down and ordered without looking at a menu, a glass of cider for me and coffee for Frances. Kate was, as ever, happily sucking on a bottle of milk. The wait-staff were all French, but unlike our friendly frogs back in Windsor, this mob had definitely been enlisted from the haute cuisine brigade.
Our waiter brought my cider and a French-style plunger pot of coffee with a jug of cream, biscuits, and petit fours. This was a luxurious cup of coffee, to be savored after a sumptuous meal rather than slurped down on a rather stressful road trip.
“Ave you ze booking for ze lunch? No? No problem. You can eat at ze bar. Mais no. Not a river view, iz not possible. Iz all booked.”
“We’ll stay with the drinks for now. Thanks.”
“Az you wish.” A French shrug of the mouth and he was gone.

1 comment:

Professor said...

I find your blog and snippets of your travels delightful and such a fun read!

(And many thanks for visiting my blog as well.)