I am the galette king I can do anything….

Yesterday, for the Epiphany, people ate  Galette des Rois. (See also here for non-French readers, here for a recipie and here for the history and ritual.)Galette des roi Here’s the one we had last year when I got to be the king for the evening.  As those of you who read the linked items will have learnt they can be eaten any time from the first Sunday of January on and I know of them being eaten throughout January.  People who’ve read the linked items will also know that there is a ritual with eating a galette.  The youngest person in the room sits under the table, pieces are cut up and the person under the table decides who will get which piece.  This is because there is a favour (le feve) in one of the piecesThe bakers window and whoever gets the favour gets to be the king, or queen for the rest of the day and the person deciding who gets which piece must not be able to see the favour.  Last year we had an apple galette but last night we had a more traditional galette filled with frangipane.  As you see in the bakers window the galettes are quite big and we had enough to have half tonight as well.  Also that they come prepared with a crown.  No-one needed to go under the table yesterday as we cut our half piece up unable to see the favour and then I was delighted to bite on something hard.  I had the favour.  It meant I had to drink down in one my drink whilst everyone else says “Roi Bois” (King drinks) and I got to wear a crown, which was too small.  Elsewhere in Europe there are other traditions around yesterday.  In the UK it is the day when the Christmas decorations should be removed and it is thought to be bad luck to still have them up, whereas in Spain it is believed to be the day the three Kings arrived with the presents for Jesus and is the day when people give each other presents and there are big processions in towns.

Work in progress

This post should have been made yesterday but difficulties with posting the pictures delayed it to today.  This is not the final look or design of this blog, work is taking place on both.  Similarly it feels strange when I’ve been writing for more than two years to have nothing before the start of this year.  Fortunately google cache is more reliable than my former host was and I will be able to retrive a lot of former posts so some history will develop.  So, expect changes.

Who’s the daddy?

Something which has been obsessing french dinner tables has now crossed over into the English speaking world.  First there was the Times and it has now made it down under.  It is said that the newsrooms of the French media know who the dad is but are traditionally not letting people know.  Do you think it would still be a secret if it was happening in the UK.  Does it mater who the father of a minister’s child is?  UPDATE  Further examples I didn’t have time to get when writing the piece from First Post and Thursday’s Daily Mail.

Won’t get fooled again

Staying down under, what’s the danger if you are a well-known right wing pugilist editor/commentator who’s taken up the cudgels against the poor research and references in most of the press, especiallty on the liberal side?  Check the detailsvery closely of an article submitted to you for publication.  Editor of the Quadrant, Keith Windschuttle, has published in this months issue an article by someone who only exists as an e-mail address and the content of the piece, which was about how the use of human DNA in animals and plants was stopped by the Australian scientific institute after an outcry, had invented or non-relevant footnotes.  There is a blog about the hoax and here is some reaction to the hoax from all side, with links.

3 Responses to “I am the galette king I can do anything….”

  1. jane Says:

    “le roi boit” – and you didn’t drink your glass down in one

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