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a journal of the dynamite year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Travel, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on November 19, 2025 by xi'an

 Read another Fred Vargas novel, Sans feu ni lieu (The Accordionist), a 1997 detective story that is recycling the characters of Debout les morts! (The Three Evangelists). It took me a while to engage with the story since the dialogues are terribly artificial and dated. The resolution of the crime series is also terrible, with an absurd link to a poem by Gérard de Nerval posted in the Paris métro… Also read Orogénèse, a novel written by Dominique Picard—a French statistician at Paris Diderot, who worked on differential geometry and wavelets, and was an ICMS speaker in 2006—, about a reluctant (male) lawyer taking the case of a murderess who does not want to be defended. This book is inspired by the true story of Fabienne Kabou, who drowned her 15 month daughter on a North Sea beach in 2013. And presumably by the book written by her (female) lawyer. Immensely troubling story that is reflected by the style of the novel and the half-truths in the lawyer monologue, Orogénèse stays away from judging or explaining, by slowly exploring the surrounding of the infanticide. Impressive (in many senses).

Made an attempt at a “no-bun burger” using panned Portobello mushrooms—making a very rare appearance on my market stalls—that did not prove very practical as they could not hold much of the onion, avocado and salad contents. But tastier than the (button) Paris mushroom type. We also had an unusual series of take-outs from the local Thaï restaurant, out of solidarity with the long-time owners as their place was about to close and be demolished by the owner. Also made rhubarb compote with the last stems of the year, along with the very few apples that grew in our garden this year.

Watched part of the Korean drama A girl who sees smells (냄새를 보는 소녀). Which is unsurprisingly as terrible as the title suggests. Also watched House of Dynamite after listening to Kathryn Bigelow on the French National Public Radio (France Inter). While the message against [unstable and irreversible] nuclear terror “balance” and for immediate disarmament is necessary, esp. in the current atmosphere of unilateral military actions and of unhinged Supreme Leaders!, the film is terrible and unrealistic, even though The Guardian disagrees. Maybe because the decision chain appears to be less (rather than more) than the sum of the individual decisions. Maybe because of the accumulation of irrelevant actions in the face of the incoming missile. The (US) Centre for Arms Control and Non-Proliferation (CACNP) has provided a detailed analysis of the right and wrong of the scenario, the most obvious for me being the need to hit back at a potential originator (of the nuclear missile) before the missile strikes. (The US’s Missile Defense Agency (MDA) also criticised the failed interception of the attacking missile as unrealistic but CACNP states that the probability of a hit is around 50% , at a cost of $53 billion for 44 interceptors!) That they fail to explicitly name this originator (as North Korea) may be due to fears of cyber attacks as in the earlier instance of The Interview. (The New York Time also enjoys the pace and tension of the movie, while providing a recollection of the best earlier movies acting on the same cliffhanger.)

a journal of the chaos (en cuisine) year

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 Read Rapport: Friendship, Solidarity, Communion, Empathy by Martha Wells, part of The Murderbot Diaries (#2.5) and fun as usual but so short (34p) that it does not even feel like a short story. And How to Become the Dark Lord and Die Trying, by Django Wexler. Which illustrates afresh my blockage on humorous fantasy, as previously experimented with Terry Pratchett’s Discworld. There is humour and wit, but the universe and the scenario and the characters all are terribly thin. And of limited interest…

While taking advantage of the remaining vegetables and fruits at the local market, like having radish, coriander and lemon salad at every meal, and garden tomatoes as well, and making daily breakfast compote from rhubarb and figs, plus the customary skyr and buckwhe(y/at) pancakes, the culinary experience this round was outside, with a dinner at Oktobre, a restaurant we had visited a few times, in the heart of Quartier Latin, and recently mentioned in Le Monde M(agazine). (The K stands for the previous name of the restaurant, Ze Kitchen Gallery bis.) The surprise entrées were a fabulous mix of Asia-inspired dishes with miso and raw fish, while the tagliatelle were al dente and perfectly (if mildly) spiced. The lobster bits were however superfluous, as soaked in cooking water and hence almost indistinguishable from sashimi sticks. The rice pudding also failed to deliver, with undercooked grains, an heresy for rice pudding. But the most surprising feature of the meal came with the strong insistence of the server that we add a tip to the bill when the menu stated service was already included, as compulsory by French law. Which we pointed out only to more arguing. Definitely annoying if this signals an incoming trend in touristy places, as tipping is definitely one of the most puzzling aspects of US life! (Another appalling US food story is how Trump imposed his ghastly culinary tastes on his hosts during his Asian tour…)

In continuation with the culinary theme, I also speed watched a rather silly K drama called Bon Appétit, Your Majesty (The Tyrant’s Chef), which sends a modern Michelin starred chef to 14th Century Joseon to be a cook for the current and tyranesque king. The plot is paper-thin but the cooking bits are pleasant (if overly inspired by French dishes, like bœuf bourguignon and macarons!)

a journal of the cha(ca)os (and fig) year

Posted in Books, Kids, Mountains, pictures, Travel, Wines with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on October 1, 2025 by xi'an

 Read the last part of The Thousand Autumns of Jacob de Zoet by David Mitchell, which still  takes place in the early 1800’s at the Dutch East India Company trading post Dejima in Nagasaki, as the historical aspects—like the attempt by a British ship to take over the outpost—beat the weakest features of the story. The end does feel rushed.

I made my first attempt at a chocolate tablet by mixing the cocoa—cacao in French—paste (kako in Créole) I brought back from Guadeloupe—made from the cocoa seeds I had bought at the market, roasting and crushing them—with crushed biscuits and a tiny bit of butter. The result was keeping with the bitter chocolate flavour I enjoy in 100% cocoa tablets, if presumably richer in fat and sugar, and more on the chocolate biscuit side! As the fig tree is now delivering at full speed, I am making compotes and office deliveries on most days, along with picking great tomatoes (which survived the heat waves) and the second chili pepper that grew from the chili tree this summer—sadly so low on the Scoville scale that it didn’t much differ from the peppers that also grew there—. In a bountiful year, the only failure was the buckwheat attempt, since no single flower came to deliver. Expert advice is thus sought for next year! This did not prevent me from resuming cooking whey (from skyr) and buckwheat, rye, or chestnut crêpes (on the Amazon iron griddle that no longer sticks!).

Watched and enjoyed the series Dept. Q, a gritty, depressing, and engrossing detective story that mixes cold cases, domestic violence, PTSD, sexism, several levels of guilt, and a variety of Scottish accents, from Edinburgh to the Western Isles. Despite the captivity thread in the scenario that I always dislike as a weak option in this kind of story, albeit making more sense as the episodes unfold. The grey areas surrounding most characters keeps the series at quite an acceptable level of engagement, as does the range of personalities thus displayed. This includes most victims that could have fallen into the poor-dear trap, but remain ambiguous and equally guilty to maintain the balance. Looking forward new seasons (not in the Scottish sense, where most days usually cover all four of them!). Also watched the second season of Wednesday, enjoyable enough if on the light and repetitive side. With Jenna Ortega still running the show, along with a stronger presence of Catherine Zeta-Jones. Just missing the Cramps moment of Season 1!

a journal of the COVID²⁵ year

Posted in Books, Statistics, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on September 14, 2025 by xi'an

 Last week, I got COVID for the very first (detected) time! Although it took a while to realise this was COVID and not the common cold. It started with an overnight runny nose that I attributed to swimming outside the previous and cool morn, a minor temperature shock compared with the previous week in Guadeloupe. And did not spot the unusually high heart rate that night… The next afternoon, I was feeling a bit feverish (with no fever!) and definitely tired, but again attributed the feeling to faster bike rides to and from Paris Dauphine and the after-effect of Caribean jetlag. I then had a very long night and definitely felt okay the morning after (with nightly heart rate back to normal). It is only when my wife starting showing the same symptoms that I suspected more than a common cold. With confirmation from a COVID test two days later. By then I had unfortunately contaminated a few other people,  all of whom recovered reasonably fast (phew!). I have since taken back to wear a face mask in any close encounter and warned my students. I wonder if I got it in the plane back or at Dauphine on the opening day. Definitely planning the continuation of my yearly vaccine next November!!!

a journal of the sargaço year (cont’d)

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This was my first visit to Guadeloupe and I found the Eastern Island, Basse-Terre or Karukera in Carib, definitely beautiful and quite diverse in its fauna, with different types of forests, from the mangroves to the rain forests, to the altitude or cloud forest, almost permanently inside a cloud of its own making!

On the only time I went snorkelling (as opposed to daily swims at dawn!), I also saw corals, predictably in poor state, along tropical fish and tortoises, incl. a barracuda (if not at the spot where another tourist got bitten!). And, alas, plenty of sargassum, annoying when swimming and a plague when decomposing on the beaches and storage locations since they emit H²S gases in large quantities. I found online that companies like Suez are turning them into energy and fertiliser but the huge unpredictability of their arrival make this recycling unsustainable at an industrial scale.

We also visited banana and cocoa plantations, always amazed by the huge variety of banana genera and its multiple benefits (and adapting to their local availability by having breakfasts of bananas and mangoes, since preserving bread proved impossible). Unfortunately, I could not find whole cocoa pods for sale on local markets and brought home a bag of loose beans I could only turn into a cocoa stick (rather than the intended paste) as it dried out very quickly. As a 100% chocolate substitute, it is enjoyable in small quantities! (I also brought huge avocados and passion fruits, after securing an export certificate!, necessary despite moving from a French territory to another French territory. While bringing back mangoes was prohibited.) Among the many friendly encounters, special thanks to the lady from Les Saintes who gave me eggs from her chicken when the local grocery would only sell them by crates of 30 eggs. And to the passer-by who helped me out of a ditch by sitting on my rental front hood!

A last point about this trip is that this is the first place in France I visit where tap water is of disputable quality (as confirmed by many locals, incl. our daughter and our host). As a result, I ended up buying more water bottles over three weeks than in the past twenty years! (Boiling water then cooling it was not even sufficient for my own consumption, given the rental conditions, as I was producing less than two liters a day.) The reason for this uncertainty is the poor state of the water pipes and the potential contamination by uncontrolled water sources in the event of heavy rain, at least in our neighbourhood…