Look out France, Here We Come!: Jar By Jar

The countdown is on! Only two weeks until we leave our Dijon house.

Trevor has promised me that yesterday's once-again aggravating family trip to the grocery store by bus will be our last of that scale, and I, in turn, have promised to make do with whatever we have in the house when preparing meals.

Thus it is that today, along with a can of lentils, I personally finished our very first jar of mustard that we bought when we arrived. It was Honey Dijon. It's gone now...sniff. I took a picture of it to mark the occasion.

These three were next: the salad dressing went bad even though it was in the fridge (no preservatives), so I had to dip the pickles in fig jam instead.

Cute little jars, eh? This one went bad, too. It was my favourite. I was sad, again.

This stuff is good for everything: add a little to your boxed soup; pour it over spaghetti; cook your beef rounds in it. And of course, it is really tasty when applied to actual ratatouille. Trevor became quite good at that in our four months here. :-)

Our lone hydrogenated vegetable oil product in all the time we have been here. We have only found the all-natural just-peanuts style one time. Too bad we didn't buy a dozen jars when we had the chance, because Skippy (albeit a welcome taste of home) is pretty disgusting.