Celebrating Christmas in a different country was both super fun and rather odd. I suspect it was a combination of not being in the midst of the usual hustle and bustle of the holidays, paired with being away from our friends and (most of) our family, and the super mild weather, but it somehow didn’t quite feel like Christmas.
Loches was all dressed up for the holidays, and we enjoyed seeing the excitement quietly build before the big day. Festive party food and drinks started to appear in the boulangeries and grocery stores. Escargots, foie gras, smoked fish, pre-made amuse-bouches and loads of sparkling wine. All the bars offered vin chaud to warm up your insides. The boulangeries were packed to the gills with special pastries and breads, bûches de noël, petits fours, and all sorts of delectable offerings. We may have over-indulged just a tiny bit!
I admit, it was sort of freeing to feel completely quiet and relaxed in the weeks surrounding Christmas. I am not someone who usually gets too over-stressed about the holidays, but it always creeps up on you — the concerts, the recitals, parties, and school festivals, combined with shopping for just the right gift, hosting, socializing, over-indulging and generally just being very busy! Maybe there’s something to this notion of getting out of town for the holidays…
We enjoyed a lovely quiet Christmas morning, opened gifts, and toasted to our first french Christmas with delicious mimosas while devouring an amazing selection of brioche, panettone, croissants, chaussons aux pommes, and more.
The sun was shining bright, so we took a lovely afternoon stroll through town. All was rather quiet, and we just enjoyed a walk around the ramparts and down through the prairie des rois. All in all, it was a wonderful day.