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Nothin’ Could Be Finer Than to Live in Carolina

This past Mother's Day, I spent the afternoon entertaining residents of a nursing home. I brought along bon bons, but since our resident chef was home sick and we couldn't do the South 'n France demo we had promised, I pulled out a few songs from my days as a cabaret singer and put together a 30-minute show instead. Nursing home residents can be a tough crowd; performers don't get a lot of foot-stompin', hand clappin', smiling, or cries of "Bravo!" and "Encore!" to egg them on. In fact, my friend Matt, who hails from the Midwest and came to help in Pascal's absence, said he couldn't tell if my audience was even listening. But, as I reached the end of my act, I announced that my next song would be: "Nothing Could Be Finer Than to Be in Carolina".  Then, I encouraged everyone to join in. Every face in the room lit up and every voice sang along enthusiastically. Some even swayed or danced in their wheelchairs.

As we were packing up after the show, Matt said:  "What happened? Did you notice that? It was incredible!"
"Notice what?", I asked, thinking nothing out of the ordinary had happened.
"Every single person in the room sprang to life to sing that Carolina song and they all knew the words! How could that be?"
"Well, of course they knew the words", I replied. "If you're from North Carolina, you know the song. It's like our state anthem."

But my Midwestern Matt remained stunned. I didn't dare tell him that we also grew up singing other songs about our state. "I Like Calling North Carolina Home" and "Carolina in my Mind" would have gotten similar reactions. It's like knowing the words to "The Star-Spangled Banner", "Our Country 'Tis of Thee" and "America, The Beautiful". You hear them, you absorb them, you never forget them, and you always sing out with feeling.

Apparently, more and more people like calling North Carolina home, at least part-time. CNN and Money Magazine voted my hometown of Wilmington as the seventh best place to buy real estate because of its growing economy, temperate climate, beautiful coastline and affordable real estate. Almost forty percent of those real estate investors are nonresidents who vacation here because the living is easy and the weather is fine. One real estate team that not only appreciates the good life, but lives it themselves, is The Fine Coastal Living Team at Keller Williams Realty. Headed by CB Johnson and supported by his marketing assistant extraordinaire, Melody Browne, this group understands Wilmington and why it appeals to so many. They make finding the perfect property a breeze by allowing you to house hunt in lifestyle categories like: Golf, Beach, Historic, and Luxury.

Nothin' could be finer than good company, good wine, delicious crepes, and luxury gourmet bon bons. This week, The Fine Coastal Living team spent an evening at our place enjoying fine coastal living South 'n France style. We were thrilled to learn that the following day, the team sang our praises on their blog. Here’s what they had to say:

Coastal Living blog post review of South 'n France"Last night, The Fine Coastal Living Team and friends ventured The Maison Rose at 822 Orange Street (aka South n’ France) to experience the new Crepes and Grapes Party offered by nationally acclaimed/locally located Bon Bon experts Charlene Dupray and Pascal Siegler.

This husband and wife team has created a buzz making award-winning Bon Bons and throwing Champagne and Bon Bon parties at which you learn the art of cooking and eating the chocolate hand-dipped treats. South n’ France customers enjoyed the Bon Bon parties so much, they asked for more… and this is how Crepes and Grapes came to be.

We spent the evening eating, drinking, learning and laughing. Dinner crepes were a melted medley of ham, cheese, onion, spinach, tomato and sour cream. For desert, we got down and dirty with crepes full of jellies, chocolate, sugars and butter.

By the end of the night, we were buying each other rounds of Bon Bons and dreaming of owning crepe griddles. It was truly an awesome evening. For more information on how you can enjoy your own Bon Bon or Crepes and Grapes party, visit
SouthnFrance.com."

The Fine Coastal Living Team enjoys Grapes and Crepes at South 'n France
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Playing Along at Crazy Eights

This week our friend, photographer-extraordinaire Millie Holloman, double-dog-dared us to share eight crazy, unusual, little-known facts about ourselves. Here’s one about Millie: she once scheduled a ski trip for 40 youth and when she arrived, there was no snow... oops! Visit her blog to learn seven other interesting things about her. Pascal and I decided to share Millie's challenge, so we'll give you four crazy facts each:

Pascal
1. For years, Pascal has dreamed of owning a pet pig. I often wonder if he was a butcher in a past life, as he also loves pork chops, bacon, sausage and all other pork products.

2. As a child, he wanted to be a garbage truck driver when he grew up...honestly!

3. He does a hilarious and very believable Brooklyn accent - "How 'ya doin'?"

4. He was a truck driver, stationed in Germany, during his compulsory military service for the French army.
'Oink Oink' pig flashlight
This pig flashlight (that says "oink oink" when his mouth opens to reveal the light) is a part of Pascal’s faux pig collection. The collection has to suffice until he gets the real thing!





Charlene

1. In the third grade, I lost a spelling competition because I misspelled the word "coffee", and I still haven't gotten over it!

2.
Some of my previous jobs have included: switchboard operator, cocktail waitress, children's birthday party hostess and cabaret singer.

3. I hate to drive, and dream of having my own personal chauffeur. With my chauffeur and Pascal’s pet pig, it will be just like "Green Acres"...

4. I am a graduate of Mama Gena's School of Womanly Arts.

Charlene's personal driver

The Bon Bon Queen says: "He’s hired!"

















So how about you? Share your crazy eight below in our comments section...
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Halloween in July and Christmas in March?

I don’t get out much for recreational shopping these days; life at the Bon Bon Factory keeps me far too busy. But last month, I had the opportunity to pop into two of my favorite stores:  T.J. Maxx and Homegoods. When I walked in the door of Homegoods, I was greeted by a huge display of Halloween and Thanksgiving decorations right in the front of the store. Christmas ornaments were even stacked for sale on nearby shelves! Although, the businesswoman in me understands the concepts behind such merchandising decisions, the romantic in me protests mightily. I think that repeated exposure months in advance of the actual holiday sullies the spirit of the occasion and numbs us to its charms. To walk the aisles of a store in the sultry July heat while listening to the spooky echoes of a life-size undulating witch just doesn’t seem right. By October 31st, her presence will just be white noise.

Despite my personal sentiments, our business requires us to plan for the holidays months in advance. Since June 1st, we’ve been busy little elves, working on packaging and party ideas for this December. Still, I was reminded by one of our vendors that we’re way behind schedule; I made a call to order a certain silk flower for our holiday tins only to learn that it was too late - I should have placed my Christmas order in March! But don’t worry; one missed deadline hasn’t stopped us from putting together some wonderful gift ideas. Here’s a sneak peek at of one of my favorites: Le Chocolat Bon Bon Mug (it says Bon Bons on the inside lip) that can be filled with four of our own South ‘n France Bon Bons. Even the box that it comes in is adorable, n'est-ce pas? So, while there are less than 120 shopping days until Christmas, there are far fewer planning and preparation days for us. This little elf should get back to work...


South 'n France bon bon Christmas gift mug
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Biblical Billboards Bemuse the Bon Bon Queen

Silly Southern Church Sign
The church signs around town have been catching my attention lately. You know the kind - those one-sentence messages that encourage drivers to come by on Sunday or that advertise the personality and beliefs of the congregation within. Folks down South are a church-going people, and our hometown and bon bon headquarters of Wilmington, NC is no exception. A quick search in an online phone directory yielded 915 results for “churches or places of worship” in the Wilmington area. Not bad for a city with a population of about 110,000 people. But, attendance slows down a bit in the summer, and that’s when preachers, ministers, priests, and deacons up the ante with the outrageousness of their church sign advertising. Some of the messages are witty and charming; many are kitschy and corny; and a few are just downright ridiculous and tacky.

Now, don’t get me wrong. Not every church down here sports drive-by sermon advertising.  With so many places of worship, there is something for everyone - from the dignified stately historic churches with bell towers that define our downtown skyline to the neon-lit boxes in strip malls. For years, there was a church that sat right next to a used car lot. The car lot is gone now, but the church is still there. Another ironic favorite is the church next to the adult entertainment establishment. Their clever preacher put the following message on his church billboard:  "Jesus is watching you!"  I wonder how many men do u-turns after reading that message...


The two signs that caught my eye recently were:  "Wal-Mart isn't the only saving place!" and "Looking for a lifeguard? Ours walks on water." This got me to wondering whether our local men and women of the cloth make these things up themselves, or if there is a reference guide for religious billboards. A little online research revealed not one, but twelve reference guides for God’s disciples of drive-by sermons. Titles included: Forbidden Fruit Creates Many Jams, Signs for These Times, and The Proverbial Marquee: Words to Drive by. Some are even conveniently arranged by categories such as: Eternal Damnation, God-on-the-go, Guilt, Funny, and Thought-Provoking.

Well, my thoughts were certainly provoked, and I couldn’t resist picking out a few gems to share with you.  I have put them in my own categories:

God with a Capitalistic G
God is like Coca-Cola; he’s the real thing.
Try our Sundays. They are better than Baskin-Robbins.
Under same management for over 2,000 years

Wacky and Downright Tacky
Don’t give up; Moses was once a basket case too!
Jesus died for "myspace" in heaven!
God answers "knee mail"

The banana that leaves the bunch gets peeled.
Body Piercing Saved My Life (No Kidding: while driving home from a singing telegram in Sunset Beach a few weeks ago, I recently saw this message in bumper sticker form on the back of someone’s car. It wasn’t the message, but the accompanying illustration that was most disturbing!)

Road-Side Admonishments
Seven days without prayer makes one weak.
Those who throw dirt, lose ground.
The Ten Commandments are not multiple choice.
Don't wait for 6 strong men to take you to church.
If you’re too open minded your brains will fall out (which was clearly what had happened to the person who made this one up!)

Devilish
WARNING: Exposure to the Son may prevent burning!
Try Jesus. If you don't like him the devil will always take you back.

Healthy Advice
The best vitamin for a Christian is B1.

But my all-time favorite is the one I wish I would see more often on those crazy church billboards: Sign broke; message inside.
Want to make your own religious billboards like the one that started this blog entry?  Visit: http://www.churchsigngenerator.com

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They Came; They Tried; They Laughed; They Cried

Can I tell you how much my husband loves his job? At least a few nights a week, Pascal is surrounded by groups of beautiful women who listen carefully to everything he has to say.  Under his tutelage, they often laugh, they sometimes cry (okay, Katie, you were the only one who cried!), and they always try to follow his instructions to the letter. I’ve never seen Pascal shed a tear over the state of a guest’s cooking skills, but he often has a good laugh. Here are some great images (taken by Grapes and Crepes Party guest, Tami Mansur) when she and fourteen of her girlfriends recently spent the evening learning how to make crepes with us.

Grapes and Crepes party guests at South 'n France
Grapes and Crepes party guests at South 'n France

Nicole (in the pink and black) may not be the best crepe maker in town, but she is certainly an incredible gift-giver. She surprised us with a framed photograph of Rue Mouffetard, the street in Paris where Pascal and I met. Months ago, after hearing the story of how we met, she contacted a photographer friend in Paris and had him visit the street to get an incredible shot for us. She presented it to us at the beginning of this party. But that wasn’t the only wonderful surprise of the evening; Dolly announced to all of us that she’s expecting her first baby!

While we’re having fun every night at our place making bon bons and crepes, the folks at dinewilmingtononline.com are capturing other fun food-related events in the city. If you haven’t already done so, visit their photo gallery to see what’s been going on around town!  You’ll even find more fun images from our South ‘n France Bastille Day event last month.  Stay tuned for more photos of life at the Bon Bon Factory; we can’t wait to show you what happened this past Saturday night!
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A Thousand Minutes in Italy While Staying Right at Home

This past Sunday, Pascal and I enjoyed a day of rest. I spent the entire day intermittently sleeping and reading The Lady in the Palazzo by Marlena de Blasi. It’s the third in a series of memoirs, following A Thousand Days in Venice and A Thousand Days in Tuscany. I usually devour her books in one sitting, and this day was no different. Marlena is a woman of many intense passions: passion for life; passion for food; passion for Italy; passion for beauty; passion for people; passion for romance; and thus, naturally, a passion for her Venetian husband, Fernando, a man with “blueberry eyes"

The Lady in the Palazzo Her first book opens while she’s a middle-aged chef operating a small restaurant in St. Louis, Missouri. While visiting Venice, Marlena meets a local bank manager who falls in love with her at first sight. Just a few months later, she finds herself leaving her old life behind and moving to Venice to marry this Italian" stranger”. Marlena chronicles her new life in Venice, a subsequent sojourn in Tuscany (after her new husband surprises her by quitting his job at the bank where he had worked for 26 years), and finally, a move to a grand apartment that was formerly the ballroom of an important palazzo in Umbria. Along the way, she introduces us to an incredible cast of Italian characters while extolling the virtues of domesticity, romance, slow food, and taffeta.

Marlena’s travelogues are the kind that I cannot read fast enough because I’m so eager to discover what comes next, while simultaneously wishing that I will never reach the end.  Whether writing about baking bread, changing her hair color, shopping in Florence, or setting the table for a large dinner party, Marlena’s descriptive prose keeps me completely enraptured. 

But, beware: her food writing is so inspiring, I ended up making pasta with Italian-herbed chicken meatballs in a sun-dried tomato alfredo sauce for a late afternoon lunch. Later that evening, another suggestive chapter led me to pour a glass of Madeira that I sipped while savoring one of our very own Cookies ‘n Crème bon bons. It was a perfect day of rest indeed - fine food, fine wine, a good book and a comfortable bed. Best of all, I traveled to “la bella Italia” for a thousand minutes without ever leaving home.
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Here's to you, from South 'n France

Get out your Louis Vuitton bags, put on some hip-hop music and prepare to drink stars this Saturday, August 4th. It’s International Champagne Day! What do LV handbags, rappers, widows, monks and a spoiled Russian tsar have to do with Champagne? They all play an integral part in its history: 

Veuve Clicquot (vuhv klee-koh): Let’s start with the widow since she’s our favorite. This champagne is named after the widow (veuve in French) Madame Clicquot. When her husband died, she not only took over the business, she revolutionized the production of the bubbly beverage with new inventions and created a sales force for international distribution. Take a look at her portrait below; she was clearly a formidable woman!
champagne widow

Moët & Chandon (moe-ay ay shawn-dohn): Thomas Jefferson and Napoleon Bonaparte were some of the early clients of this large champagne company. Moët & Chandon holds a Royal Warrant as supplier of champagne to Queen Elizabeth II. The company merged with Hennessy Cognac (1971) and then with Louis Vuitton (1987) to become LVMH-Moët Hennessy or LVMH. It’s the largest luxury group in the world, netting around 20 billion dollars per year! So yes, the money you pay for those expensive handbags and that delicious champagne goes to the same group of people.

Dom Perignon (dahm pear-eeng-yohn): The best known label owned by Moët & Chandon is Dom Perignon, named for the Benedictine monk fondly remembered as the "Father of Champagne". He was the "Cellar Master" at the monastery and legend has it that he invented champagne and then declared "Come quickly, I am drinking stars". Historians say this was all a bunch of PR hype introduced by another monk from the same abbey almost one hundred years later to garner historical importance and prestige for the church.

Cristal (criss-tall): Rappers have a love-hate relationship with this very expensive champagne ($350 or more per bottle). Early designs of the bottle were made using clear lead crystal, thus the name Cristal. It was invented to satisfy a spoiled Russian tsar who wanted his champagne served in special bottles that looked different from ordinary wine bottles. 

Here at South ‘n France almost every day includes a champagne celebration as we pour sparkling wine and Kir Royale at our Bon Bon and Champagne Parties. Come join us; this is the last month we’ll be offering all three party packages!
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