It’s Good Friday so I ate blanquettes and oeufs battu. I’m taking a guess at the spelling of these
words. Smothered potatoes and beaten
eggs: (BLANKEHTS and UFF BAWTUE). They
were good and I like ouefs with green onions in them. I had mentioned the word blanquettes before
and got the spelling but lost the source of it.
Battu I found in Daigle’s dictionary.
I did go to Alexandria today and tried to find the new Louisiana French
dictionary but Books-a-Million didn’t carry it.
I had already tried Hastings but they also didn’t have it. I’ll probably have to take a road trip to
Lafayette. I know their book stores will
have it in stock. The only thing I did
was watch Hunger Games. It’s a great
movie. It’s a good story, well acted and
well directed.
I was told not to work on
Good Friday. It’s an old tradition or
custom. You’re not to cut grass, work in
your garden and especially not dig in the ground. You supposedly will see blood if you do. J’sus connais pas about all that but I take “not
working at all” to heart. I also enjoyed
listening to some of La Tasse de Café on KVPI a ce matin. They had great conversations about several
things, including pocking eggs, and I heard Mr. Charlie refer to barbecue as
viande boucane: (BOO KUH NAY). I had
asked about the word for barbecue and Mom said the only thing she could think
of was viande boucane, that’s what Mere Mere would say. So I was glad to hear other people talk about
it as that.