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Euro 2016 – a guide for the unsportsing

Just in case you’re not a sportsing person, here’s both your sportsing and french lesson for the day.

France is hosting the 2016 European Championships of football [or soccer as we call it on this side of the pond]. The event is commonly referred to as Euro 2016, and since France is hosting it i thought it appropriate to nab a couple of “bière française” – 1664 and 1664 blanc.  Or as i like to call them, les “seize, soixante-quatre”.  The French national is team is referred to as “Les Bleus”, and the “coq gaulois” is their symbol.  “Alles les bleus” i say, and “merci pour la bière”.

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Yeah, i don’t know how i got a red jersey of les bleus either. It’s as confusing as anything the French say.

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Hanging on

There really is no effective way to come to terms with the end of a vacation.

The most one can hope for is to prolong it a little with some photos, conversations, or memories.

I think we all feel this way. Recently a columnist in the Guelph Mercury wrote about holding onto his vacation beard for at least a week after vacation. But I didn’t grow a vacation beard – it would have been far too scratchy for my wife’s comfort and far to grey for my own.

But what about a taste memory. I’ve read that taste and smell are the strongest memories.

Earlier in the summer I posted this photo of me enjoying a bière in my jardin in France.

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Yesterday  I found 1664 Blanc here in Canada, bought one, and then opened it up in my own kitchen [in front of my French copper pots just to add some je ne sais quoi – or terroir as the French have it].  That should help prolong my vacation.

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