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Halloween Horror Stories

Halloween candyAs the oldest child in the family who was always a foodie at heart, I fared very well on Halloween. After trick-or-treating with my two younger brothers, we would dump all of our candy loot onto the coffee table and begin trading. "I'll trade you 10 Mary Janes for 1 Snickers Bar", I'd say. My brothers, too young to understand that sometimes quality is better than quantity, would enthusiastically agree to the trade. After a half-hour of intense negotiations, they would have plastic pumpkins overflowing with lollipops, Bit O' Honey, Mary Janes, Tootsie Rolls, Smarties and other penny candies. Meanwhile, I'd have a modest half-full bucket of what I considered "premium" chocolate bars. (They do say that childhood is a great predictor of your future career!). Of course, we also usually received some non-candy items too: a toothbrush, a miniature packs of raisins, a coupon for a free Frosty at Wendy's, and puffy stickers.

Mom had a "one-piece-of-candy-per-day" rule that was difficult to break without breaking leftover Halloween candyour necks since she set our pumpkin totes on top of the refrigerator. By the time I was done with my premium chocolates, my brothers were starting to remember that they didn't really like most of the penny candies they had traded for. Eventually, that stale penny candy made its way to the trash. Many people have tried to come up with creative ways to use that leftover Halloween candy, but if you ask me, tricking your loved ones into eating candy corn pancakes (yuck!) and lollipop chip cookies (scary!) is the making of a true-life horror story!

So tonight, before collecting an unappetizing mound of Halloween candy with the youngsters, come on down to the Wilmington Riverfront for our free Pre-Halloween Party from 5-7 pm. With our chocolate pumpkin crepes and signature bon bons, we guarantee that there won't be any leftovers!

P.S. Here's some great advice from the Great Pumpkin: Instead of trying to eat that cheap leftover Halloween candy, store it in the freezer until December to use for decorating gingerbread houses.
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Seeing and Tasting the Difference

We have a new customer who has always been a big chocolate lover. A co-worker recently introduced her to South 'n France Bon Bons, and she was so overcome that while eating our Coconut Bon Bon she called her boyfriend to say: "I want you to know that I have just tasted heaven!". Her very smart boyfriend got the hint and promptly called us to order our 16-piece Signature Polka Dot Heart, which was delivered to her office the next day. We spoke with our new customer later that week, and she said, "I just have to tell you that I still had some mass-produced 'luxury’'chocolate sitting around in a gold box. I picked one up, tasted it, and said: 'Ohmigosh!  I don't like this anymore; it tastes like a cheap candy bar.' I couldn't believe the difference now that I've been spoiled by your handmade, hand-dipped chocolates!"

We thought that seeing the difference might better help you understand why our taste is so different. Here are some images of equipment most chocolates are made with versus the simple equipment we use to make our delicious product. As the French would say: "Vive la différence!"

The differencebetween ours and theirs...

Handmade chocolate vs. mass produced

Hand dipped bon bons vs. factory chocolate


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Non-Partisan Voting

Miss LillianWe're less than a week from Election Day and only two days away from the end of our own campaign to get as many votes as we can to be named StartUpNation.com's Yummiest Business in the Country.  Please vote for us today, tomorrow and Friday! Truth be told, I'm not a big fan of politics or politickin'. There's only one political figure that I really admire and that's President Jimmy Carter's momma, Miss Lillian.  She once said: Sometimes when I look at my children, I say to myself, "Lillian, you should have stayed a virgin."

Miss Lillian was loved for her Southern charm and her down-to-earth country sass. When her son, Billy Carter had a ribbon cutting ceremony for his brand new beer business, a friend questioned Miss Lillian on whether or not she would attend. She replied: "I attended Jimmy's inauguration didn't I?" In fact, at Jimmy's inauguration, someone asked her if she was proud of her son. In response, Miss Lillian blandly asked, "Which one?" Now that's what I call non-partisan politics! And on lying, a subject near and dear to every politician's heart, here's what Miss Lillian had to say: "Jimmy says he'll never tell a lie. Well, I lie all the time. I have to - to balance the family ticket."

George Stephanopolous said of Bill Clinton, "The President has kept all of the promises he intended to keep". We intend to keep this promise to you: If we are indeed named the Yummiest Business in the Nation, we'll be hosting our own non-partisan non-political party to celebrate!

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Language as Purty as a Speckled Pup

Land of a Hundred WondersOne of the things I loved about growing up in the South was learning the colorful, poetic expressions and collaquilisms of the dialect.  I still remember sitting in the parlor at Mrs. Hanks' antebellum-style house, listening to her give my mother a recipe for cooking chicken. She ended her instructions by saying: "And I promise you, that chicken will be more tender than a mother’s love."  

That's why I was so delighted to discover Land of a Hundred Wonders by Lesley Kagen. Lesley is not from the South, so you'd think that she'd be crazier than a road-runnin' lizard to attempt to write a book where all of the characters speak "deep countrified South", but she pulls it off brilliantly. I usually read at night, just before bed, when I'm worn to a frazzle after a long day's work. Soakin' up the language in Land of a Hundred Wonders each evening felt like sippin' a cold mint julep on a breezy porch after a day that had been hotter than blue hazes.

Here are a few of my favorite phrases from the book:

If I don'’t get cracking, next week's front page is gonna have all the pizzazz of a piece of one-ply.

See ya in the morning, y'all.  Good willin' and the creek don't rise.

I always feel tail-waggin’'happy upon seeing her.

I suspect the two of them might be having hot sex, which I think doin' before you're married is a lot like eating supper before sayin' grace.

(She) stinks to high heaven in the mothering department.

I swear, you two gals have less sense than a penny!

He's madder than a sprayed roach.

Life sure is unrelentin', ain't it?

(That) boy looks like something the dog's been keepin' under the porch...

Quit hollerin’ like a stuck pig...

Dumber than a stick of chew gum, is what he is.

"How ya been?" "Fine as frog hair."

I'm thanking the Lord in all His glory that we made it this close...

Please accept my deepest apologies for getting ya’ all worked up.

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Juicy Reading

Juicy ReadingOne of the things I love about being in the Ladies Who Launch network is discovering cool people like Kelly Epperson. I saw a post from Kelly on a Ladies Who Launch discussion board, with her intriguing website address underneath her name, http://www.whenlifestinks.com/. Her URL address piqued my curiousty, so I decided to click. I discovered that Kelly is the author of the book When Life Stinks, It's Time to Wash the Gym Clothes. She offers a sneak preview of the book, an excerpt called: The Message Is: 'Look at My Butt'. Since I hail from a family of booty-licious women (we all carry lots of junk in our trunks), I just had to take a look. In fact, for years, I've owned a magnet with a black and white image of a wholesome fifties school girl kneeling in her pajamas at her bedside. She is saying her nightly prayers, and her thought bubble reads: "Dear God, Thank you for the nice face, but the fat ass has got to go!" Here is the beginning of Kelly's essay:

The Message Is: "Look At My Butt"

They're everywhere. I thought it was a passing fad, but this fashion statement is sticking around. Teenage girls wear sweat pants with words emblazoned across the rear end. No matter the word, "Cute," "UCLA," or "Pinch Me," the real message is "look at my butt."
I shake my head with envy. Do it while you can, girls.
My fashion consultants, my boys, tell me I could wear sweats like that. "BIG" or "WIDE LOAD" tickle their fancy. They think "Danger: Hazardous Gas" would be hilarious. I think "Made You Look" would be clever.
As women age, more words fit on the gluteus maximus. The classic, "Does this make my butt look fat?" could be popular. Depending upon my mood, I'd wear "Yeah, baby, I still got it,: or :Thanks! No one has checked out my butt since 8th grade."

To read the rest of Kelly's hilarious writing on this topic, click here. And stay tuned for our next South 'n France newsletter where you'll have the opportunity to win a copy of Kelly's book! To sign up for our South 'n France newsletters, follow this link.

When Life Stinks book

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Hardy Har Halloween

Hardy Har Halloween

Halloween is just one week away, and we're looking forward to our Halloween Pre-Party from 5-7 pm on the Riverwalk in historic downtown Wilmington. I've been lucky enough to get a taste of the delicious Chocolate and Pumpkin Halloween Crepes we'll be serving, and they are to die for! No matter witch crepe you choose (all chocolate, all pumpkin, or a combination of both), we're sure it will have you howling with delight! Sorry. I can't help myself; bad puns are in my genes. Every Halloween during my childhood, my mother tortured us with candy-corny jokes. Won't you join me in carrying on her tradition? Here a few gems you can use in the coming week: 

Q. Why don't witches like to ride their brooms when they're angry?                         
A. They're afraid of flying off the handle!

Q. Who won the skeleton beauty contest?
A. No body

Q. What do ghosts serve for dessert?
A. Ice Scream

Q. Why couldn't Dracula's wife get to sleep?
A. Because of his coffin

Q. What kind of monster is safe to put in the washing machine?
A. A wash and wear wolf

Q. What do you call a person who puts poison in a person's corn flakes?
A. A cereal killer 

Q. What's the ratio of a pumpkin's circumference to its diameter?
A. Pumpkin Pi  (3.1428571428571428571428571428571) 

Q. How do you repair a broken Jack-o-lantern?
A. Buy a pumpkin patch!

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You Found Waldo, But Where’s Charlene?

Where's Waldo?Remember the "Where’s Waldo" craze of the early 90's? In the spirit of that game, we've got a South 'n France-inspired challenge for you.

1. Visit your local bookstore.
2. Grab a copy of Seth Godin's newest book, Tribes.
3. Look at the inside dust jacket of the book.
4. Find this picture The Bon Bon Queen of Charlene, The Bon Bon Queen, in the sea of faces that make up Seth's Tribe.
5. Extra credit: Buy the book and read it.

Seth Godin - Tribes
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Drive-In Delight

Drive-In Delight

This Saturday marked the first cold-weather day of the season here in Wilmington. It rained, and the temperature was chilly enough to warrant wearing a jacket. The weather proved to be the perfect backdrop for the errand Pascal and I had planned: buying Christmas presents for his family in France. If we don't get our presents shipped to France by the first week of November, we won't have time to send them at all; it's just too hectic once the selling season for holiday bon bons begins. 

After a few hours of power shopping interspersed with mad dashes to and from the car in the rain, we were ready for a hot lunch. We decided to head over to Merritt's Burger House on Carolina Beach Road. Merritt's is an old drive-in establishment that's been around since before I can remember. As the name suggests, they sell burgers, but they also offer fried chicken, barbeque, seafood platters, and other Southern specialties. As soon as we drove into our parking space, our waitress came out to the car to take our order. From the car, we could see the cook, a lady with a gray-haired Aqua Net-lacquered bee hive, cat eye glasses, and an apron tied around her waist. We chatted with our friendly waitress and asked a few questions about the menu, which consists of different "Specials", painted on wood plaques and tacked up to the side of the drive-in. We were interested in the fried chicken platter, but our waitress forewarned us that it takes about thirty minutes to prepare since the chicken is fried fresh when ordered. We decided we were too hungry to wait that long and opted for the barbeque platter instead. The barbeque is also homemade, but since it's made in big batches, it would just need a little warming up. Sure enough, in less than five minutes, our waitress returned to hook our car hop tray onto our window.  It was piled high with two plates of barbeque, hush puppies, French fries, coleslaw and bottled soft drinks. The price? $5.50 per person. 

As we ate in the comfort of our cozy car, watching the rain pour down the windshield, Pascal marveled at the mysteries of our American culinary traditions. "What a crazy idea", he said, "a restaurant where people eat in their cars!" The words expressed a sense of obligatory French dismay, but his face (and the platter he licked clean) revealed his true delight.
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Translating “Funny”

Almost eight years ago, when we married and Pascal first moved to the States, he spoke only a little bit of basic English. His training had consisted of elementary school lessons and a six-week introductory course during a vacation in Fort Lauderdale (poor, Pascal - long gone are the years when he got more than six weeks vacation per year!). While Pascal waited for his work authorization and green card, he enrolled in a language program in New York. In Fort Lauderdale, his classmates were primarily Haitians and Cubans, but in Manhattan, the population at his English-as-a-second-language school was mostly Japanese and Chinese. Pascal has a great sense of humor, and he loves to joke around. He was frustrated in the beginning because without the vocabulary, his English jokes were pretty rudimentary. Still, he couldn't help trying to inject his exchanges with humor. Perhaps because of his classmates' influence his early jokes had a strong Asian flair:

Pascal out in public, trying to excuse his lack of vocabulary:
"I'm sorry, I don't speak English very well, but I do speak Japanese and Chinese." (Usually followed by hilariously fake Asian-sounding babble).

Pascal, receiving a compliment on his improving English: 
Compliment-Giver:  "Wow! Your English is really getting better!"

Pascal (deadpan):  "That's nothing. You should hear my Japanese."

Sometimes people understood that he was trying to be funny, and sometimes Pascal's jokes were completely lost in translation (or a lack thereof). Regardless, he always had me laughing.

Now that Pascal's command of the language is so strong, just about everyone is familiar with his unique brand of humor. These days, he makes everybody laugh, not just me. Sometimes, I'm astonished by the words and phrases he knows:

The other day, while joking with a male friend, he said:  "Stop being such a sissy!"
Later, I asked him where he learned the word 'sissy'. 
He deadpanned: "From your father."
That's Pascal and that's his humor.

Since we're both fluent in two languages, we know what a victory it is to make a successful joke in your second language, and often, we can't help but laugh at our own funnies. There's so much cultural and linguistic nuance involved. To give you an idea of how difficult this skill is, here is a Garfield comic strip translated from English into Chinese and back into English again by the Google translation program.

Garfield cartoon poorly translated

GarfieldVisit Blogscoped for more "Garfield Lost in Translation"...












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Where There’s a “Will”, There’s a Way

This coming weekend, we're holding open reservations for our Grapes & Crepes Parties. At our parties, we teach you the art of making (and eating) crepes. We've yet to meet a person who didn't think that making crepes is fun.  And whether you're naturally great at cooking or naturally great at ordering take-out, we promise that this is one culinary skill you'll be able to master! In fact, we make three guarantees about our crepe-party experience: 1) you will enjoy a delicious meal, 2) you will have a really great time, and 3) you will leave with all of the secrets of a master crepe-maker. To prove our point, we'd like to share Willis Russell's story.  

Making crepesWill is a young teen who lives in Maryland. His super-cool aunt lives here in Wilmington. How lucky are Willis and his sisters that their aunt is always spoiling them with unique and fun experiences? When the family came down to visit our area several months ago, his aunt organized a Grapes and Crepes Party. Will and his younger siblings all fully participated in the party (the youngest was so little she cooked at our worktable while kneeling on a stool). In fact, the kids made crepes with as much (and sometimes more!) skill than the adults. Will was a natural, instantly picking up the techniques that we teach. He enjoys cooking and watches The Food Network regularly, so when he returned home, Will made extra-sure that our crepe batter recipe was in his suitcase! The following weekend, he made crepes at home, following our instructions and refining the skills we taught him at the party.

Will now has quite a reputation for his crepe-making prowess, and this fun, inclusive Crepes for breakfastactivity is quickly becoming a tradition at family gatherings. So, when his Aunt drove up the coast to Maryland for a recent visit, Willis declared that Sunday morning's breakfast menu would be crepes. Here he is at home, crepe master in his kitchen! Will's raspberry-filled crepes with powdered sugar were so delicious, and his aunt was so impressed, that she called South 'n France from the breakfast table to share her delight! When she got home, she sent over these great photos. This, of course, delighted us too!

So, what are you waiting for? Come on over. Every family needs a "Will": where there’s a "Will", there is also a great way to have fun with your family! And, with Thanksgiving right around the corner, we'll give you this helpful hint: making crepes is the perfect post-Thanksgiving meal. You can use that leftover turkey and ham to fill the crepes while keeping the whole family engaged in a fantastic bonding activity!

Will making crepes

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100 Things to Eat Before You Die?

For the past few months, a blog game has been circulating in the foodie cyber-world. It's called The Omnivore's 100 and was created 100 things to eat...by Andrew Wheeler, co-author of the British foodie blog, Very Good Taste. I've seen it featured on several of the foodie sites I frequent, including my all-time favorite gourmet blog, Chocolate and Zucchini. In fact, Andrew says that Clotilde Dusoulier's Chocolate and Zucchini blog was one of the things that inspired him to create this eclectic and entirely subjective list of 100 items he thinks every omnivore should try at least once. In an FAQ he created after his list generated such a huge response, Andrew says he was also influenced by:

Everything bagel with lox"...the lists that circulate with titles like '100 Books You Should Have Read', usually inspired by polls or surveys or expert panels, and often featuring a mixture of highbrow classics and populist or children's works. People may read these lists and be reminded of books they want to read, or they may discover books they've never heard of, or they may see books they've read already and don't think belong on the list, but the important thing is that the lists stir people's thoughts and get them talking. I wanted to do the same thing with food - a list of 100 things everyone should eat. I didn't have a poll or a survey, so I convened an expert panel of friends and used their suggestions to put this list together."


With his game, Andrew includes the following rules:
1. Copy this list into your blog or journal, including these instructions.
2. Bold all the items you’ve eaten.
3. Cross out any items that you would never consider eating.
4. Optional extra: post a comment on Very Good Taste, linking to your results.

Here's my version of the list and here's what I learned from it: Although I've tried a little more than half of the items on the list, I 100 things to eat...don't have a burning desire to (but would, if presented the opportunity) try most of the foods I haven't eaten. I certainly won't consider my life incomplete if I never get to eat a whole insect; and, on my death bed, you can bet that I won't be asking for a plate of roadkill with a glass of malt whiskey to wash it down. In fact, many of the items that I've tried on the list were less than delicious and I won't be eating them again anytime soon (Hostess Fruit Pies, oysters, and horse, to name a few!). If I were to create my own list, I think it would be much more hedonistic. I'd include crème brulée, pizza in Italy, Madeira wine, cheese curd, and crispy-coated Southern fried chicken, for starters. I am a fan of a handful of items on The Omnivore's 100. I do highly recommend Epoisse cheese, foie gras, heirloom tomatoes, oxtail and toasted "everything" bagels with lox. Regardless of how you feel about the list, you must admit it offers plenty of food for thought!

Epoisses


The VGT Omnivore’s Hundred:
1. Venison
2. Nettle tea
3. Huevos rancheros
4. Steak tartare
5. Crocodile
6. Black pudding
7. Cheese fondue
8. Carp
9. Borscht
10. Baba ghanoush
11. Calamari
12. Pho
13. PB&J sandwich
14. Aloo gobi
15. Hot dog from a street cart
16.