Totally Frenched Out

From the blogger formerly known as Samdebretagne

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Hands on

Because I'm gone a lot for work, C & I try to have date nights on a regular basis. Nights where we get gussied up, actually leave the house and go out just the two of us. Some nights we'll go to a movie, but more often than not, we'll try out a new restaurant in another neighborhood. Either ones that I've heard about from friends or Twitter or others thanks to Groupon deals.

Which is how we found ourselves last Friday night heading out to a café in the 5th that was offering a 2-for-1 fish & chips deal. The 5th was my home for three years and I have very fond memories of living there, so I never hesitate to go back.

We had a nice dinner - the fish was good and the chips were okay, but there was no vinegar nor mushy peas (or even tartar sauce). But no matter, we still had a nice time. And since it wasn't raining for once, we decided to stroll around the neighborhood for old times' sake.

When we got to the Place de la Contrascarpe, we came across a group of people milling around in the middle of it. At first, it looked like a sort of manifestation, but once we got closer, we saw signs offering free 10 minute massages from the "Décontraction à la française" association.
The signs all encouraged tips, but said there was no minimum price. And there were probably 10-15 different people sitting on chairs, getting massages. I wondered how much they were paying for them? And if anyone would dare leave without paying anything? Because of his job, C gets a little paranoid about pickpockets whenever there are groups of people milling around, so we didn't hang around any longer to find out.

But I guess that's not necessarily a bad thing...I'm not sure I would've wanted a random stranger touching me Minnesota personal space bubble hasn't quite completely popped yet!

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Blogger Keith Eckstein -A Taste of Garlic said...


Please translate.. get gussied up - this isn't a phrase we're used to here in rural (and very slightly backward) Brittany.

Or perhaps "getting gussied up" hasn't been invented here yet?

Is it something I should look forward to?

All the best


P.S. Where, oh where, did a Minnesota Madame learn of the sublime pleasures of Mushy Peas?

July 28, 2011 at 11:17 AM  
Blogger Ksam said...

How about a French definition Keith - "se mettre sur son 31".

And I have my adopted English family to thank for my knowledge of all things fish and chips. :)

July 28, 2011 at 5:40 PM  
Blogger Linds said...

I really love that you get "dolled up" for date night. My husband and I try to do the same thing, although we're not as good about getting into new neighborhoods. I think this will be a new resolution when we're back from vacation.

July 29, 2011 at 3:43 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

The massages: this might be the same group that has also set up shop outside Georges' offices at Place de la Sorbonne doing massages. We were there with my 2 visiting American friends and Miss Kyliemac, and the four of us got massages while Georges held all of our purses and took pictures. :) I got way more than 10 minutes (Georges was convinced the guy was going to ask me out afterward. HA!) and it was worth tipping him a few euros afterward. So if you see this group out again, get a nice quick massage!

August 3, 2011 at 10:41 AM  

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