Friday, September 10, 2010

Kitchens in Southern France

I am beginning to get a feel for the way kitchens are put together here.  For the most part, in older kitchens, things are patched together as best as you can.  A cupboard in put against a wall.  A sink in set on top of a cabinet.  A cooktop is inserted into a table.  A table is set up in the room as a work surface.  We visited a medival monastry called Chateau de Cassaigne today so that I may really understand the beginnings of kitchens in France.  It was all very basic and utilitarian.


Imagine having to cook over this stove every night!  I left feeling very grateful that I was not born in the 16th century.  They also produce a very nice Armangac here, which is very prevalent throughout the region.  This is a type of brandy made from the grapes in the region.  Very good and also, very lethal!  There is a reason they serve it in tiny little glasses.

From there, we went to visit a friend of Kate's who is renovating a modern apartment within an old stone farmhouse.  Very, very cool.  This kitchen is far more telling about how rural french people live today within their kitchens.  They are put together much differently than American kitchens with a focus on accessibility.

There are very few upper cabinets. As this kitchen is not finished yet, you cannot see the shelves that soon will be hanging on the walls instead.  For lower cabinets, there are walls made out of plaster that will soon support shelves.  Curtains will be hung on the fronts to cover up the shelving.  There is little money invested in this kitchen outside of appliances and yet it is all very functional and looks great besides!  I left here feeling quite inspired!

Back on the ferme auberge tonite, we are greeted by Kate's dog, Bacon, and her cat, Terra:




They get along very well with the chickens, ducks and sheep.  It is fun to hear the chorus of all the animals saying hello as we come up the drive.

And then, at the end of the day, we ate our appertifs on Kate's boat parked on the canal behind her stone  house, just as the sun was going down.



Life is good at Camont.

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