Sundays in France are definitely a new experience for someone who spent her first 21 years in go-go-go California. If you plan on coming anytime soon, prep yourself for nothing to be open, nobody out to help you, and nobody even feigning concern that you need something on a Sunday. In France it's just not gunna happen.
Infuriating as this was the first few months, I've grown to appreciate the certain stillness and laziness that the French Sundays require. (As long as I remember to buy toilet paper during the week... yikes) It's a perfect day to take a stroll, drink tea, and catch up on being lazy with absolutely nothing pressing to do- because there actually is nothing to do.
This Sunday was spent waking up late, drinking two separate coffees at different cafes, taking a much needed nap (apparently the waking up late thing just didn't do it for me) and making a beautiful dinner with a friend. Since I was missing one of my favorite family holidays, it was nice to have some company and some tasty and of course vegan food.
The only problem with cooking on Sundays- you gotta get creative. While farmers markets are open in the morning, any self respecting 20something knows that sometimes that is just not going to happen. So with some innovation, pantry digging, and crossed fingers, my friend and I managed to make a baked ratatouille pasta with 3 types of scavenged pasta, a jar of ratatouille sauce, 1/4 a zucchini half an onion, about 7 mushrooms, a tomato, a pot of hummus (for added creaminess) and a few cloves of garlic. Whoever said millennials were lazy was seriously disturbed.
The result? A french inspired, seriously savory, veggie heavy Sunday dish made from the straggler ingredients of the week and about 20 minutes and two veggie girls later a completely empty dish and full bellies.
Hope you all enjoy your Sundays as much as I do!
xoxo - Mandee
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