Running Away from Home, to a Boat in France

Other boatMy new friend Lin in Valbonne did a guest blog for me last month, and after all the nice comments she got, she said enthusiastically, “I feel so…connected!”  Which sums it up pretty well for me too.  Being a blogger or a blog reader means opening up a world of new friends you would never have met, outside of the virtual world.

 And so it was that out of the blue I got an email from fellow bloggers and loyal Southern Fried French readers Heather and Kent, of the Unexcused Absenses blog.  “We’ll be in Dijon next week, can you come for a cruise on our canal boat and une pique nique?”  

Bien sur!  So off we went to spend the day with a couple we’d never met but whose adventures we knew well.  Their story, which we’ve now heard first hand, is pretty inspirational (photo: passing a cruise boat on the canal. See more photos of our trip at their blog).

Heather and Kent  were Washington D.C. professionals at the height of their careers when they became aware of something disturbing about their lives:  their vacations were not NEARLY long enough.  Instead of dreaming or complaining, they made a plan.  They rented out their house, bought a boat, and began cruising the canals and rivers of France.  They are both excellent skiers, so they found work in the winter as ski instructors at Beaver Creek, and they spend the summers on the boat.  Their lifestyle is not as lavish as before, but their new life, full of the pleasures of travel and sport, suits them just fine.

BoatWe located their boat, Apés-Ski, in the harbor at Dijon with no trouble–it had an American flag flying off the stern.  The boat is just right: a two-cabin affair with a sunny galley lined with cheerful curtains and pots of fresh herbs on a perch just outside the window.  Installed on their upper deck, we cruised at a leisurely eight knots down the shady tree-lined waterway.  At each lock, Monsieur l’éclusier (the keeper of the locks) would arrive on his moto or vélo and help manually open the  gates to flood the lock (Kent and Heather will pass through quite a number of the 189 locks on the Canal de Bourgogne this  summer).  At some of the locks there were charming maisons d’écluses, the lock keeper's cottages.   We saw ducks and swans, came close enough to passing canal boats to chat with fellow boaters, and in general had a fine time. 

HKAfter a bit we tied up on the edge of the canal and had our pique nique in a park by a lake.  The day was cool-ish, so Heather made a delicious warm pasta with smoked salmon, goat cheese, and caramelized red onions. We were so close to the lake she just grabbed the hot frying pan and brought the cooked dish along with us.

The particular path they chose may not be for everyone, but Heather and Kent's story is all about thinking very clearly about priorities, chasing and catching dreams, and making pro-active decisions about lifestyle, even when it involves a leap of faith.  Take a look at their blog to share their dream.  It may even inspire you to think about your own! (and hopefully to share them with us, in the Comments section).

A huge merci and gros bisous (that's a French smooch on the cheek) to the darling Heather and Kent, and Heather thank you for sharing your pasta recipe with us!  The pasta was really good and I learned from Heather that you can cook it ahead and sauté it, so it makes a good company dish.

 

Pique niqueRECIPE:  Heather’s Aprés-Ski Pasta

  • 250 g of Farfalle (bow tie) pasta (half a box).  I'm a total pasta snob (I lived in Italy) and eat Barilla pasta    almost exclusively.
  • 3 small red onions
  • 25g of buttter
  • 2 T of balsamic vinegar
  • 2 T of raw sugar
  • 150g of smoked salmon, cut into bite-sized chunks
  • 1 small wheel of chevre cheese (not the super fresh stuff but the one that looks like a Brie when   unwrapped — a basic supermarket cheese), cut into small chunks.
  • 50 g of frozen peas, more if you like

Thinly slice the onions.  Melt the butter in a sauté pan and add the onions.  Once the onions start to soften (about 5 minutes), add the balsamic vinegar and the sugar.  Yes, I totally cheat when I caramelize onions.  Gently saute the onions with the lid on the pan for about 30 – 45 minutes, until the onions are quite dark.

Cook the pasta until it is al dente.  Drain.  

Add the salmon and cheese to the onion mixture.  Once the cheese starts to melt, add the peas.  When it is fully melted, toss it with the pasta.

This works really well when reheated in the frying pan because the cheese gets all brown and yummy.  We don't have a microwave on the boat, so we always have "planned overs" with this meal.

In the COMMENTS:  Suzanne, I've never heard of the French 'Suze', which seems to be an apperatif–anyone tried it?  Linda, merci and bon courage! Beth says British lemonade is different from American, so use 7-up in your Pimm's Cup to get the right taste.  Thanks for the tip. Those Brits do everything a little different.  Cateriana, you are a true country girl, it sounds fantastic.  Now Hampton–Lordy me, white gravy on biscuits with chicken fried steak, for breakfast—where you from, Boy?!

11 thoughts on “Running Away from Home, to a Boat in France”

  1. How wonderful! Blogging and social media has done wonders to connect people who would never have met otherwise. What a lovely day it must have been.

  2. Wow! Good for them, letting go of high flying jobs to follow their dreams as I did …finding out along the way that a simpler life is far more satisfying and richer in so many other ways.
    I will keep a look out for Heather and Kent along the Nivernais Canal!

  3. What a great story. I too am amazed at the virtual friendships I have made that have now gone beyond the virtual world. Thanks for bring folks together this way.

  4. I’ll have to check out that restaurant in Dijon when Brad gets here. While I’m here alone and writing, I’m eating in a lot and hitting the kebab shop two doors down (but did have the best pizza this week; we eat a lot of Italian in Dijon – so good). I don’t think we’ll be chucking it all for life on the canal, but we are going to start looking for an apartment. Adventures of all kinds. Bon WE, Lynn.

  5. Oh, I wonder if anyone would notice if I ran away? I love hearing how wonderful souls have made choices to feed their lives, especially when realizing less is more.
    Happy Summer from SC!

  6. A waitress in a Paris restaurant suggested Suze to my husband, and he loved it! Slightly bitter, like Campari. Alas, our state liquor store here in Montana can’t get it … .
    One more reason to run away to France? Maybe, but many people run away from elsewhere to our part of Paradise, so today’s blog reminds me to cherish where I live and see it with a traveler’s eye!

  7. Oh Lynn- this is fantastic! Seems like you all have discovered the difference between Americans and Europeans. Americans live to work and Europeans work to live. You are all now Europeans! Enjoy! (secretly totally jealous!) Isn’t social media fab?

  8. Lynn, WOW! What a (what another!)wonderful post!
    You are so right! We DO feel like giving Heather and Kent a hug!
    Thank you for treating us to their story!
    And MILLE mercis for giving me an opportunity to remember those glorious days when my husband and I followed our own flights of fancy!
    (Actually, we still are!)
    Fridays don’t get any better than this!

  9. Lynn, thank you so much for this amazing post and again for mentioning my blog–wow, your readers are LOYAL!!! I love Heather and Kent’s story. So many of us just keep our heads down and don’t dare question the why and hows of our lives–bravo to them both for making it all happen!
    And the pasta sounds very yummy–will definitely be giving it a go!

  10. Suzanne Justen

    I love Suze. I had my first one in the apartment of one of my first french friends, Claudette, 12 years ago. It is a great herb aperitif with that bitter taste I love so well in Campari and soda. Kirs are just too sweet for me. I always have it on hand for myself and often order it when I’m out. Bars don’t always have it, but usually do. Of course, I live in Paris and travel around France, so the odds are understandably much better here than in the States. But if you live here, try any monoprix or supermarket.

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