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Annick : productrice d'huiles essentielles à Manaraha (2/3)

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Le chat aux pattes noires - le félin le plus meurtrier du monde

Nouvel article publié sur https://www.2tout2rien.fr/le-chat-aux-pattes-noires-le-felin-le-plus-meurtrier-du-monde/

Le chat aux pattes noires - le félin le plus meurtrier du monde

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Paranoiac (1963) Freddie Francis

July 7th 2024

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Maniac (1963)

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Here's Ricky (10 yo)! My lil' OC from the RPG campaign I'm doing with friends :] She's the leader of a team of children, lost far away from their home in a terrible rainy world full of angry mermaids they try to escape~ (I love her sm)

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Tourte aux Blettes (Swiss Chard Pie)

When we were holidaying in Menton this Summer, one of our dinners at the house we rented was a generous and fragrant Swiss chard pie we picked up at one of the food stalls in front of the market. We did eat very well when we were there! Today, the skies are blue and the sun is shining brightly, like in August on the French Riviera. It is quite cold though, thus this Tourte aux Blettes, served warm, with a glass of Côtes-de-Provence, shall warm us up nicely!

Ingredients (serves 4):

For the olive oil pastry

3 cups plain flour

2 teaspoons salt

7 tablespoons olive oil

1 cup cold water

For the Swiss chard filling

1/2 cup brown rice

1 teaspoon fleur de sel or sea salt flakes

1/2 cup water

a small head fresh Swiss chard

2 tablespoon olive oil

half a large onion

1/2 teaspoon dried thyme

1/2 teaspoon dried oregano

1/4 teaspoon dried rosemary

1 large garlic clove, minced

a pinch of fleur de sel or sea salt flakes and freshly cracked black pepper

100 grams/3.5 ounces brousse de brebis (a ewe's milk cream cheese; regular cream cheese will work as well)

3 large eggs

Parmesan cheese

Rosemary Olive Oil

In a large bowl, combine flour and salt. Give a good stir, to mix well. Dig a well in the middle, and add the olive oil. Gradually pour in the cold water (you may not need all of it), stirring with a wooden spoon until a soft dough just forms. Knead well on the couter top, pop back in the bowl, and cover with a tea towel. Allow to rest, one hour.

In a small saucepan, combine rice and fleur de sel. Stir in water. Bring to the boil over medium-high heat, and cook, about 15 minutes, until all the water has been absorbed. Remove from the heat, and allow to cool completely.

Thoroughly wash Swiss chard leaves under cold water. Drain well. Set aside.

Heat olive oil in a large, deep skillet over medium-high heat.

Peel and finely chop onion. Add to the skillet, and fry, a couple of minutes.

Add dried thyme, oregano and rosemary, and cook, a couple of minutes more.

Stir in garlic. Cook, 1 minute.

Roughly chop Swiss chard, and stir into the skillet. Season with a pinch of fleur de sel and black pepper. Reduce heat to medium-low, cover with the lid, and cook, about 8 minutes. Cook another couple of minutes without the lid, to dry out moisture. Remove from the heat, and allow to cool completely.

Preheat oven to 200°C/395°F.

Oil a pie plate with olive oil.

Divide olive oil pastry into a one-third and a two-third portions. Roll the latter onto a lightly floured surface into a large circle. Fit pastry circle into prepared pie plate, letting the dough overhang on the edges.

Roll remaining portion into a smaller circle to make the pie lid. Set aside.

Spoon brousse de brebis into a large bowl. Break in the eggs, whisking well to combine. With a wooden spoon, stir in cooked brown rice and reserved Swiss chard mixture. Grate in about 1/3 cup Parmesan, and give a good stir, to mix well.

Spoon filling into prepared pastry case. Top with pastry lid, pressing well on the edges, to seal. Trim excess dough, and fold edges over, to crimp.

Brush the pie generously with Rosemary Olive Oil. Place in the middle of the hot oven, and bake, at 200°C/395°F, 40 minutes, until nicely golden brown on top.

Serve Tourte aux Blettes hot, warm or cooled (depending on the season!) with a glass of chilled rosé or white Côtes-de-Provence.

View of Menton from Boulevard de Garavan, Menton, Alpes-Maritimes, France (Wednesday 16th August, 2023)

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Kaysha x Le Taxi Brousse, Marseille. 02/16

Kaysha x Le Taxi Brousse, Marseille, France. 02/16

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Embarquements immédiats pour Noël de Carène Ponte

ce feel-good de Noël est un vrai bonheur. Une comédie joyeuse qui éloigne la romance traditionnelle pour offrir une bouffée d'air frais. Une narration captivante et des personnages attachants. Un vrai régal !

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Les recettes du blog :Tartine de brousse aux figues et coppa

Brousse et figues…le mélange du chèvre frais et de la figue…de quoi mettre les papilles en émoi…en plus c’est simple à préparer et idéal pour un apéritif dînatoire ! Pour 4 personnes 8 tranches de pain de campagne 50 g de pecorino 2 petites brousses de chèvre 8 figues 1 gousse d’ail 100 g coppa huile de noisette 1 cuillère à café de baies roses sel et poivre du…

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Annick: productrice d'huiles essentielles à Manaraha, Madagascar (3/3)

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Congo : 3 textes à l’ombre de Tintin, de Ténèbre et de King Kasaï

Le vapeur Peace à Uputo (Nels Postcard Kongo) Belgique et Congo. Christophe Boltanski nous offre un condensé avec King Kasaï, un ouvrage de la collection Ma nuit au musée. Dans un premier temps, j’avoue avoir été un peu déçu par cette lecture. Mais le texte a lentement infusé. Revoilà Tintin au Congo, ses massacres et ses lieux communs ! A l’ombre de King Kasaï, éléphant spécialement tué en ……

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Saison sèche au Bénin: Les feux de végétation, un handicap pour la conservation de la biodiversité

Saison sèche au Bénin: Les feux de végétation, un handicap pour la conservation de la biodiversité

« Quand nous mettons le feu dans la brousse, nous nous mettons aux aguets pour atteindre nos cibles » Roch K., mécanicien moto et chasseur à Zogbodomey. Comme Roch, ils sont nombreux ces jeunes et adolescents à s’adonner à la chasse sans limite au mépris des règles qui régissent l’exercice d’une telle activité devenue la cause incontournable des feux dans les milieux végétatifs. Les feux de…

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THURSDAY HERO: Jeanne Brousse

Jeanne Brousse was a Frenchwoman and devout Catholic who put her own life at risk to save Jewish families during the Nazi occupation of France.

Born in 1921, Jeanne grew up in a working-class family in Annecy, a charming town in the French Alps. Her mother worked as a maid, and her father, a cheesemaker, was a veteran of World War I who had been gassed by the Germans and suffered lifelong health problems as a result. After helping care for her injured father as a young girl, Jeanne decided to become a nurse and help other suffering patients. She moved to Paris at age 18, to train at a nursing school run by the French Red Cross, however war was declared and she was unable to enroll. Instead she returned to her hometown and became a civil servant in Annecy. In 1941 Jeanne joined the brand-new Refugee Service, an agency of the local government formed to help new arrivals to the region.

In her new position, Jeanne did much more than the job called for. Seeing an immediate need for French Jews to find a safe haven from encroaching Nazi persecution, Jeanne used her contacts in the government and the clergy to find out when deportations of Jews were scheduled so she could warn them and help them flee to safety in Switzerland. Incredibly, Jeanne had never met a single Jew before she decided to devote her life to saving them. She later said, “I felt horrified by the atrocious fate likely to befall all these innocent victims whose only ‘mistake’ was to be born Jewish. I was determined to find solutions so that the greatest number of those who came to me could be saved.”’

Word got out among the Jews of Annecy that Jeanne was an ally. In November 1942, a Jewish woman named Suzanne Aron approached Jeanne with a desperate request. Her husband, Francis Aron, was a reserve officer in the French army who was injured in 1940 and received the Legion of Honor, the highest award given by the French government. When he and his wife were ordered in 1941 to affix a yellow star prominently to their clothing, identifying them as Jews, Francis was furious. He was a decorated war hero who’d given everything to his country, and now he was being persecuted and humiliated by the government he’d sworn to protect and serve? Defiant, Francis refused to wear the yellow star and burnt his identity papers identifying him as Jewish. This impulsive act however did not provide freedom but rather increased danger. Francis’ wife Suzanne had heard about the woman at the Refugee Service who was helping Jews, and she went to Jeanne’s office and begged for help getting false identity papers.

Despite the danger not only to her career but her life, Jeanne immediately created new identity papers for the Arons, giving them the non-Jewish name of “Caron.” If the Nazi occupiers, or the collaborationist French police, discovered that Jeanne was creating fake documents, she would have been sent to a concentration camp, but her moral compass, inspired by her Catholic faith, was stronger than her fear.

Other desperate Jewish families approached Jeanne, and she started providing “survival kits” for each family, consisting of fake identity papers, clothes, food and ration cards. She tapped into her extensive network of friends and colleagues to find safe homes and jobs for the Jewish refugees. Prominent French Rabbi Henri Schilli and his three daughters were among those saved by Jeanne.

As the war dragged on, Jeanne’s rescue activities intensified. As a government employee, she was not subject to curfews and had a coveted “nightpass” which enabled her to move around freely at night. She used this opportunity to distribute anti-Nazi leaflets, and warn young local men who were on the government’s list to be drafted to work in Germany, helping the Nazis. Because of Jeanne’s actions, many young men avoided the labor draft and instead became resistance fighters.

Annecy and the surrounding region were liberated by Allied forces in 1944. Soon after, Jeanne married Jean Brousse, who had also worked with the French resistance. Jeanne had three children, and spent the next three decades focused on her family, not spending much time thinking or talking about her astonishing wartime heroism.

In 1973, Jeanne was honored as Righteous Among the Nations by Israeli Holocaust Memorial Yad Vashem, partly because of the testimony of Rabbi Schilli. After that, Jeanne began speaking to schoolchildren and other groups about her experiences during the war. She said of herself, “I am not a hero, I am not a lecturer. I am, quite simply, an ordinary woman who lived through extraordinary times.”

Jeanne Brousse died in October 2017 at the age of 96.

For risking her life to save others, we honor Jeanne Brousse as this week’s Thursday Hero.

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Last week on #CoffeeWithACodex, we took a look at Ms. Codex 19, a 14th century list of rents due to one Ithier Bonea, seignor des Brousses, an area of France over which he was a landowner. Most of the listings of tenants are by parish, occasionally by town. In this compilation, Curator Dot Porter points out some of the notable aspects of the manuscript. Follow the link to watch the whole 30 minute video.

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VIEILLIR EN BEAUTÉ ET EN SAGESSE “Vieillir en beauté, c’est vieillir avec son cœur, Sans remords, sans regret, sans regarder l’heure. Aller de l’avant, arrêter d’avoir peur, Car à chaque âge se rattache un bonheur. Vieillir en beauté, c’est vieillir avec son corps, Le garder sain en dedans, beau en dehors. Ne jamais abdiquer devant un effort. L’âge n’a rien à voir avec la mort.

Vieillir en beauté, c’est donner un coup de pouce! À ceux qui se sentent perdus dans la brousse, Qui ne croient plus que la vie peut être douce Et qu’il y a toujours quelqu’un à la rescousse.

Vieillir en beauté, c’est vieillir positivement. Ne pas pleurer sur ses souvenirs d’antan. Être fier d’avoir les cheveux blancs, Car pour être heureux, on a encore le temps.

Vieillir en beauté, c’est vieillir avec amour, Savoir donner sans rien attendre en retour, Car où que l’on soit, à l’aube du jour, Il y a quelqu’un à qui dire bonjour.

Vieillir en beauté, c’est vieillir avec espoir, Être content de soi en se couchant le soir. Et lorsque viendra le point de non-recevoir, Se dire qu’au fond, ce n’est qu’un au revoir!

Ne regrette pas de vieillir. C’est un privilège refusé à beaucoup!”

Texte de Félix Leclerc