The little lunch is back … and it got poetic!
Spring knocked on O'Grosbreuil's door this Saturday, and with it… a merry group of 17 guests who had every intention of celebrating in style!
For the much-anticipated return of our little lunch — now held on a Saturday so that everyone can join — it was the warm and welcoming table of Rija and Lydie that hosted us. Aperitifs, laughter, good cheer and great food were all on the menu. More than anything, these lunches are a chance to meet outside of meetings and compost heaps, simply as friends and fellow members.
But this Saturday was no ordinary Saturday…
Coincidence or fate? March 21st also happens to be World Poetry Day! So the challenge was set: what if everyone tried their hand at a few verses? The result: five brave souls took up the gauntlet — and inspiration was very much in the air!
Allons jardiner avec notre chapeau de paille
Laissons le bricolage marteau, vis, tenaille
Allons déjeuner tous ensemble au resto de Grosbreuil
avec la jolie bande de canailles
And the grass told the trees
The trees told the bushes
And the bushes told the bees
The bees told the robin
And the robin sang out clear.
Wake up! Wake up!
Spring is here!
Tous assis, pour l'apéro
Le soleil est là, il fait beau
L'amitié fêtée autour d'un pot
Immortalisé par une photo
Tout le monde sera beau
Et oubliera ses petits bobos
Enjoyed driving in Paris in spring
So he could enjoy the scent of the blooms
and the smell of the wind…
And the grand winner of the challenge… Joseph!
Joseph went for something truly ambitious: he took on the Chant du Départ — France's great revolutionary anthem — and reimagined it as a tribute to our friends the dairy cows. A monument of French poetry reworked with humour and near-scientific anatomical precision, to the unanimous delight of the table!
Le chant du départ « des Néolaitières »
L'herbe du pré guide nos pas
De neuf heures à midi, la troupe de laitières
Broute gaiement un copieux repas
Puis, elle boit, elle se couche et rumine
Panses, foies, vésicules, intestins
Transformez bien ce joli festin
Soyez prêts acinies et sphincters
Le laitier va bientôt passer
Et le lait tend nos douces mamelles
Pour elles un trayeur doit venir
Un trayeur doit venir pour elles
Pour elles un trayeur doit venir
Fancy joining us next time?
Our little lunch takes place several times a year, and all members are welcome! It's the perfect opportunity to get together outside of the usual meetings — and who knows, you might even discover a poet within yourself…
