Pardon My French |
My review today is for Pardon My French: How a Grumpy American Fell in Love with France a memoir of time spent in the
south of France by Allen Johnson.
I was hooked from the beginning of this book when we are thrust straight
into summer in France during the early seventies, with a naked lady by a pool
and a rather nervous narrator. Allen certainly made me believe he had a story
to tell about his time in France with his wife Nita, where living among the
French was as important to them as being in France. We first meet the newlyweds
during their year in Grenoble, but this is just part of the story as Allen and
Nita return thirty-one years later to spend another year in the country they
have fallen in love with.
I’ve read plenty of life in France memoirs but I’m sure I’ve not yet
come across anyone else who has made such an effort to throw himself into a social
life in France, especially someone who knows he is only here for a year,
chapeau Allen. As well as spending time with their long standing French friends,
Allen joins enough local groups to give him at least one activity every day of
the week, including a hiking group, a basketball club, dance lessons and music
lessons. Some were more successful than others, but each time he gave his all
and tried his best to make friends with the French. The goings on at activities also gave
him ample material to entertain the reader with.
Immersing themselves as they did in France and the French way, it is no
surprise that food and big French meals get quite a bit of coverage, especially
during the Christmas they spent in France. It is also true that the French way
with food is rather different to the American way and I just loved this quote
from the book, which I think sums the French way up perfectly:
“The French don’t eat, they dine. They don’t lunge at food, they savor
it.”
I enjoyed Allen’s eye for detail and witty writing style that made this
an entertaining read. Sometimes I found he was getting a little bit grumpy about
some of his experiences in France, but just as I was beginning to feel it was
too grumpy he pulled it back and showed he wasn’t really moaning, it was just
his humorous way of expelling the inevitable frustration that can arise when
dealing with certain aspects of life in France. I was able to sympathize with
him here, as I’m sure anyone who has ever lived in France will do too. The end
of the book includes a handy section of practical advice and information for
those looking to follow in Allen and Nita’s footsteps.
Pardon My French: How a Grumpy American Fell in Love with France
is published by Yucca Publishing and is available in paperback
and ebook format and links to Amazon can be found below.
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