An ordinary day, if there is such a thing in France

Boston Herald photo of Alicia at Honk!
Originally uploaded by cspatrick

Wednesday, October 13, 2010 Day 105
Wednesday is apartment-cleaning day, so we walked the Peyrou, then cleaned house and put laundry in the washer. Just before noon we were at the indoor market (halle) near our house buying a pork roast when we heard chanting and stood to watch demonstrators marching in the street. There were about 200 of them in groups of 50 or so each. They were almost exclusively young – probably 14-18 years old, and we later learned that they were from one of the local high schools.
After lunch, Roger took laundry down to laverie and went to play chess. I read, tended the laundry and ran some errands including picking up November’s book club read from the local English language bookshop. I also rubbed the pork roast with oil and Big Daddy’s rub and put it in a slow oven to cook, promising myself that I would not overcook this roast.
Peggy and I had been emailing back and forth and she said her husband is in Paris for a couple of days, so we invited her here for dinner, sans Egan. There is not room for a dog of her energy in this apartment. We served the pork roast with homemade barbeque sauce, creole squash with a bit of eggplant thrown in, rice and warm baguettes along with the ubiquitous iced tea, flavored with peach and mango. Peggy stayed and talked until close to 10:00. Roger shared with her some of his e-reader information and we showed her pictures of Alicia on the Boston Herald website in her Seed & Feed Abominable red wig and red eyelashes. We looked through the Seed & Feed photo albums to give her a feel for the band.