Today's morning treat was a blueberry papillon from our Alberta Street neighbors at the totally stellar Petite Provence. A blueberry papillion is a beautiful innovation, wherein somebody bakes a croissant all twisty in the shape of a butterfly and fills it up with blueberries! Pretty groovy.
Anyway, the first bite triggered a très powerful Frenchy book episode. The first darling thing I recalled (after a decades long dormancy) was called Émilie et Les Papillons. I'll share just one of my favorite images. ( "And you, if you had been shut up in a jar, would you have been happy?" )
Classic Caldecott Honor book Anatole (1956) is the story of an honorable little mouse from the banlieue of Paris, who shuns a life of crime and becomes a world class cheese critic! An adorable ancestor of Ratatouille I am sure, toiling to overcome the horrid human assumption that "to be a mouse is to be a villain."
Adieu mes amis!