I got up at 4:30 his morning. I slept really well, and I feel good. It's unusually warm outside — the thermometer on our terrace reads 19ºC. According to forecasts, we're in for a pleasant weekend weather-wise, with highs of about 27ºC. The only thing to complain about is how dry and parched everything is right now. We haven't had a drop of rain since mid-June, and we're under water restrictions. I thought last summer was bone dry, but this one is even drier.
Here are a few photos that I took in the Saint-Nicolas neighborhood in Blois two weeks ago.
I'm going to Blois for a medical procedure on Monday. I have to adhere to a special diet this weekend — no vegetables; no fruit; no bread; no fried or even sautéed meat, fish, or eggs; no spices or herbs; no milk or soft cheeses like Brie or Camembert. Par contre, I can eat meat or fish that's been boiled or grilled; boiled or poached eggs; rice, pasta, and polenta; uncooked oil and butter; sugar and honey; clear broth; and clear liquids including fruit juice (no pulp). Can you guess what the procedure is?
Since I can have grilled meats, I bought a rolled-and-tied roast of lamb shoulder yesterday. Walt will cook it on the grill later this morning, and we'll eat that over the weekend. I also have some sliced boiled ham (jambon de Paris), and plenty of rice and pasta. There are some foods that are not on the dietary list — yogurt, for example — as either autorisé or interdit. I guess I'd better abstain. Just thinking about how careful I need to be about what I eat makes me really hungry.
By Monday, we are supposed to be going into a new épisode caniculaire — a few days of extreme heat (36 to 40ºC). I never thought I'd hear myself say this, but I'm thinking more and more of getting some kind of air-conditioning installed in the house. Or maybe we should go spend a few days in Carteret up in Normandy, where it's going to be 10ºC (20ºF) cooler than here in the Loire Valley.