Christmas from Hell and the birth of a new mess-y-ah!

Posted by Sally

Christmas holidays were a total washout. It all went south with a lost slab of fois gras – our only contribution to the big Christmas dinner with my French in-laws. Emmanuel, my “companion/petit ami/copain/” (really hard to find a word for somebody you live with but aren’t exactly married to) scoured Paris looking for the perfect specimen, which he eventually found – made from goose fat, not duck fat, which apparently makes all the difference. It cost a whopping €80 and to make a long story short we lost it somewhere between the taxi and the train. My guess is a pick pocket with a taste for good paté. Our in-laws were not impressed. I tried to make it up with home made mince pies and bottle of sherry but somehow this didn’t score me any brownie points. I guess French people don’t actually DRINK sherry, they just cook with it. Or use it to clean their toilets. Speaking of which, my MIL then went completely bananas over the state of our bathroom. “Quel état!” she moaned over breakfast. I guess she was referring to the tube of toothpaste I had inadvertently left on the sink because other than that it was show-room perfect. Anyway, you can see where all of this is going – directly into the trash can called ‘Christmas Spirit of 2010’.

Then we got the call that an old friend of Emmanuel’s had died.   We trekked to Charente Maritime for the funeral which was very sad. Our 8 month old son was with us and of course chose this moment to have a paralytic fit in the church. What is crying-baby-funeral-etiquette????? I didn’t want to leave the service but eventually it got so bad I figured we had to give the priest some airtime. So we made a spectacularly noisy and public exit and then played in the graveyard to kill time.

Driving back from the wake the car in front of us suddenly hit a chevreuil – small deer – and Emmanuel swerved to the side of the road. The poor thing was in the process of dying. I thought Emmanuel was trying to save it but oh no, he couldn’t have been happier. Before I knew it I was sharing the back seat with a deer in its death throws. We got back to the friend’s place where we were staying and Emmanuel skinned and butchered the deer and we ate its hind legs for New Year’s Day. Hind legs that were connected by buttocks. So in other words we ushered in 2011 with a juicy plate of ass.

As you can tell, I didn’t grow up in the country. Where I come from dead animals on the highway are called ‘roadkill’ not dinner. It’s all part of my life as an ex-pat marooned in Paris. I love it really, but there are times when I feel like a deer caught in the headlights. This time last year I was sitting in my cozy editing room in Toronto, heavily pregnant and “finishing” the doc, then called ‘Peep Me’ and now called ‘Peep Culture’. A full year later we are only just putting the finishing touches on the music and sound mix. There’s nothing like having a baby and moving to France to completely destroy your post production schedule.

Speaking of which, here’s said baby in question, on the train back from the Christmas from Hell. His name is Dashiell but we call him ‘Dash’. This is just one of the tens of thousands of images of this person that will be taken over the course of his lifetime, whether he knows it or not, whether he likes it or not. Currently he seems to love it! Welcome to Peep Culture son.


There are -3- Comments: , Add yours…

1 count

Hey - you both look pretty cute - if I may be permitted to say so. Great blog entry! Sorry about your woes - but disaster always makes for good reading and you tell it so well. I’m going to experiment with the Sherry and see if it will deal with any hard-to-remove stains. Merde!

2 count
Lisa Sargese

Yeah, what a difference a year makes. You have a new, beautiful baby and I have a new, beautiful knee!

Fois gras thievery? Not cool! So sorry about all that. And the inlaws. And the deer. Yikes!

Hope happier adventures are on the horizon!

3 count

Thanks for your best wishes Lisa. And Phil - any Phil I know? - thanks for the compliment. A girl can always do with a few of those:)

blog author






Remember my personal information

Notify me of follow-up comments?

Please enter the word you see in the image below:


the chocolate box bloggistas

Chocolate Box Entertainment is the yummy fusion of two award winning producers – Jeannette and Sally.   more...

Sally Blake

Sally has 12 years of experience in the radio and television industry as a writer, director, editor and producer.
She cut her filmmaking teeth in the bizarre world of professional wrestling,   more...

Jeannette Loakman


Jeannette is an award-winning producer with over 12 years of experience in the television industry. Jeannette was recently nominated for a Gemini for Spam: The Documentary, a critical and ratings hit.


Latest Posts:

Christmas from Hell and the birth of a new mess-y-ah!

Posted by Sally


Latest on the Documentary