This, that and more French cheese

Woosh–Mama DJ arrived at our doorstep at 10 am yesterday and was on the train platform this morning just after 6 am to head back to the airport. Talk about speed visiting! It’s always so great to see her, but it’s sad when she’s here and gone in a flash. I think she’s planning on coming back at the end of November to catch one of Roxi’s three performances, so at least we can look forward to that.

Last night was Parent’s Night at Roxi’s school. I excused Mr. DJ since his mom was in town, plus he only had three hours of sleep the night before. Anyway, it was nice to meet Roxi’s teachers and to see her classrooms. One of the things I really love about this school is that while it is academically challenging, it truly is committed to turning out a well-rounded child. I appreciate that they offer an after school arts program for the middle schoolers–drama, art club, newspaper–especially since my child is more creative than sporty. I do wish there were an after school dance program, though. The one they have is on Saturdays, and we generally try to keep our weekends free for family stuff.

I still have more Vacance en France pictures to post. I need to hurry up and do it because we’re going on another trip in about three weeks and will have another set of photos to process. So without further delay, here is my Pizzas in France collection.

Le Napoli in Annecy. I’ve already told you about the cheesy food in this region. But one important thing to remember is that Annecy and Chamonix are very close to the Swiss and ITALIAN boarders. Yes, my friends, the Italian food, specifically wood fired pizza, is yet another delicious way to enjoy more cheese!

Roxi’s Pizza Margherita. These pizzas were individually sized, which was nice from a sampling standpoint. And yeah, we ate them with forks and knives.

Mr. DJ’s Four cheese.

My pizza–ham and mushroom.

Le Brasserie Bartravel in Chamonix where we enjoyed a late lunch one rainy day. There were heaters under this canopy, so we were actually toasty enough to take off our parkas. Lunch lasted about two and a half hours, by the way. That was just for wine, pizza, coffee, and ice cream for Roxi. Imagine if we had more courses! Life in France is definitely more leisurely.

Roxi’s Pizza Margherita.

 

Mr. DJ’s four cheese. Uh, are you seeing a trend here? This one was so good, though. Mr. DJ let me trade half of mine for his. What a guy!

My tartiflette pizza with Reblochon cheese and bacon (lardon, remember?). It was good, but I thought the four cheese was better.