Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

There was always bound to be things that we missed. Leaving a few months ahead of schedule certainly had the potential to amplify that fact but as we look back, only a few days removed, we see just that... things that we miss -- but nothing that we regret...

1. Family lunch. They send the kids home from school from Noon until 1:30 each day for lunch. They take lunch very seriously here. Nearly every day, Lance "came home from work" to sit down at the table to join us for lunch. It was really nice.

2. Drinking wine that was cultivated, harvested, and bottled by people we know personally and consider our friends.

3. The sweetest oysters you've ever tasted at less than 50 cents apiece, there for you every Wed and Sat at the Market.

4. Hearing Ellie say "Castle!" when she sees the church in Aubarne, as well as her joy at seeing "Kelsey," "her pony" every time I drive her back and forth to school. Although I have not had the heart to break it to her that her pony "Kelsey" is more like Kelsey Grammer than she realizes.

5. Stopping a telemarketer dead in their tracks by saying, "You're calling me in France right now, I am not interested." They are so confused because they are sure they dialed a US number.

6. Dark Dog Energy Drink. Sure it's just a knockoff of RedBull but "Dark Dog" is way cooler to say.

7. The baguettes. Actually, there were a lot of really mediocre baguettes in Southern France but, the good ones... oh the good ones. We will forever be in search for another baguette to match the "Sanilhacoise."

8. The croissants. Do I really need to say anything more? Okay -- just to drive the point home, in France we always needed to buy five croissants: one for each of us and an extra for Ellie. When she'd polished off her two, she'd start lobbying to finish Cole's. So our first morning back here, Lance went to Dunkin Donuts for bagels, coffee, and croissants. As usual, he bought two for Ellie. She sat up in her chair, took one bite, spit it out and said, "yucky, I don't like this croissant!" *sigh* refined tastes are hard to satisfy.

9. The markets. Two days a week, we'd head into Uzes (or whatever other town we'd find ourselves in on Saturday morning) and do some shopping at the market. Now, for most of the winter it was clear that the produce was being shipped in from somewhere -- Spain or North Africa in most cases -- but there was still a certain charm to heading into the Place Aux Herbes and stocking up on your greens and maybe a piece of fish, oysters, or lamb for that night's meal. We will anxiously await the opening of the Wednesday Farmer's Market in Davis Square.

10. Being able to order a demi-pichet of house wine at any little lunch spot and getting a solid, beautiful local wine for mere pennies.

11. The music. Okay, this entry may have a bit of sarcasm to it. While there are a few gems, like Christophe Maé or Asa, there are several hours of pure schlock played on the French radio. But, as though to make up for the suffering they've just put you through, they'll then go and spin some Barry White or Sir Tom Jones... and completely redeem themselves!"

11. The food. This is actually a point of contention amongst Team Davis. While we certainly had many excellent meals in France, Lance insists that nothing we ate there compares with his best meals in Boston. That may or may not be the case but the beauty of the food was the consistency. We could walk into any little place for lunch (which we frequently did) and at the very least have our choice of salads that would feed three people, pizzas that put 95% of American pies to shame, or a "menu" -- the prix fixe option -- that was, at the least, uniformly very good. These people take their food seriously.

12. More than anything else though, we will miss our friends. It's hard to imagine that you could make such close friends over the course of just seven months but when things click, they just click. I know it's easy to say now, just a few short days removed, but I have little doubt that, in this age of Email, Skype, and Facebook, we will remain close, even though we may be an ocean apart. We wouldn't have made it without them.