On Halloween, my friend Charlotte and I were all snug inside la maison enjoying les pommes de terres au gratin which we had made together using delicious petit potatoes, grated or rappé comte cheese, and a bit of crèam fraiche. We were actually watching a film on her computer when a knock was heard at the front door. Surprised and completely oblivious to the fact that it was the 31 Octobre, I got up and descended the six steps and opening the antique red painted door to find four adorable smiling faces painted by an artist, dressed in costumes even my mother would have approved of. Luckily, Charlotte likes caramel and we had exactly enough bonbons to share with our young goblins. Merci, merci, giggles, merci… quickly we reached for our appareils photos to capture the moment. I was laughing remembering that in the seven years of living in a cottage in town on San Juan Island, Washington, I had never had one trick or treater come to the door! Yet, I come here to rural France and voilà!
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