The French brocante was at its best yesterday. I like to think it was that way just for me since I hadn't been chining (Chineur is a French word that means: Someone who goes antiquing. It is also a verb (Chiner) which describes the act of hunting for antiques. I Franglais the word (Chiner) by saying: Chining. It is a bad Corey thing to mix up words on purpose and moreso because I mispronounce words.
Anyway, I like to think yesterday's French Brocante was extra good just for me since I hadn't been chining since I smashed my wrist.
French Husband drove since I could not… and my Belle Mere (Mother in Law) came too since she has is helping us out.
We spent five hours at the brocante. French Husband and my Belle Mere must really love me to walk around watching me touch bits of lace, look at books just for their covers, drool over tarnished silverware, and negotiate with the dealers only to have the dealers ask them, "Where are you from I hear an accent?"
My Belle Mere amazes me. At 82 her skin is younger looking than mine when I was ten. She wore a stylish dress and high heels to the brocante! And never sat down, and carried most my bags, and her lipstick never faded.
I don't know her secret. But if I found it I am going to be one rich son of a gun.
Of course the dealers thought we were sisters and that French Husband was one of our sons… I won't tell you how shocked their faces were when I would set them straight. I am getting use to it…. I reply to the shocked faces by saying, "Yeah I was an American Princess until he kissed me and turned me into a frog."
After chining with the car stuffed more than a Christmas tofu turkey we drove to our favorite bakery and bought a quiche, then drove to the local Mc Donald's to use the bathroom, buy some drinks, use their napkins and squat their tables.
While we ate our quiche at McDonald's my Belle Mere said, "I know of fast food places like McDonald's and Quick Burger, but I don't know this place, "Ronald's" it is very nice here, better than the other ones."
French Husband and I nearly choked with laughter on our McDo Perrier (The French call McDonald's McDo which is pronouced as: 'MacDough'). French Husband said, "Ronald's? This is McDonald's not Ronald's."
When he said that I realized that my-much-younger-looking-than-me-husband did not know that Ronald was McDonald's first name. I truly laughed out loud.
My American culture offers the French Ronald McDonald's, and in payback I get the world of brocante, centuries old stories and French linen to boot. Yeah Ronald!
While I add many of the brocante things I found on my French brocante online shop, I thought I would leave you with a Guessing Game.
What are these wallpaper beads used for?
The first person to answer correctly will win a few, and the one with the most original response will win some too.
Leave your answers and ideas in the comment section.
Tomorrow I will pick a winner for candelbra mishap and winners for this guessing game too.
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