Intent

I got my light tent out today (to take a photo of my latest attempt at sourdough), so naturally Mystère had to pose in it -- it's over a month since I last blipped him, and he clearly felt neglected.

We ventured to the cinema again this evening, to see La Vie Domestique -- purely because it was directed by someone we know, who has a holiday house in our village. It's based on a novel by Rachel Cusk called Arlington Park. We both read it before seeing the film, and absolutely detested it -- here's my review. We really couldn't fathom why Isabelle had been inspired to make a film of it.

However, if you've read the book, the film is a pleasant surprise in the sense that it isn't nearly as nasty as the book. It addresses the same themes of domestic misery and lifts some scenes directly from the book, but it has more of a plot and the characters aren't quite so horrible. Still, it's not exactly a laugh a minute ... then again, it isn't billed as a comedy :)

Afterwards, we went to the Tira-Tap for tapas. This evening, the space was almost filled with a table set for 13, groaning with platters of seafood, as the Club des Amis du Vin, a group of Lézignan movers and shakers, was dining there. We tucked ourselves in a corner and ate pan con tomate, jamón, grilled oysters, baked cheese with salad, salt cod and potato gratin, and a lovely tarte aux noix, along with a bottle of Pouilly Fuissé. I'm so pleased it's doing well -- word of mouth finally seems to be working. It has a unique homely atmosphere, with customers greeting Maria with a kiss and then wandering behind the bar to collect cutlery, toss salad, or open bottles of wine. We feel it may survive and thrive now.