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All (pink) roads lead to Champagne

A pink tar road in Champagne
Imagine this, pink roads. I mean it, pink roads. Not your bog standard black tar roads, but nice Barbie pink roads. How can you not love a place that has pink roads AND champagne? If you were just passing through the department of Aube and you saw a blonde woman next to a magnificent chateau photographing not said beauty but the road, well that was me.

Husbands and other Smoothies

Today's recipes are: Joerg's Breakfast Smoothie; and a Mango Smoothie
My husband has just asked me for a bowl and a pair of scissors. To some of you this may seem like a perfectly normal request, but I am married to The World’s Biggest 5 Year Old. So this question sets off the same alarm bells that sound when a 5year old asks his Mother, “Mommy, can I have a keg of dynamite and a flint.” I cautiously ask what he needs these for and he excitedly informs me that he is going to use the flint to light the keg….I mean, he is going to cut some stinging nettles, lime leaf tree shoots and other weeds to make me a smoothie for lunch. My heart sinks. My 5year old is glowing with pride. I open the windows to stop the explosion breaking the glass.