“Seaside Resort in the South of France,” by Paul Klee
In Cecile David-Weill’s delightful romp through the South of France, two sisters attempt to save the family’s summer home, a seaside villa near Cap d’Antibes, from their father’s intended sale by romancing wealthy men. The plan is to seduce some unsuspecting rich guy, get him to either buy the place or cause enough fear in Dear Old Dad to make him rethink his position. Along the way, the girls relive some favorite childhood memories, reencounter old loves, reacquaint with one another and find out their mom uses cocaine to remain svelte. Ah, sisters.
The Suitors‘ action occurs over three weekends in the family’s final summer at their bonne maison. Laure and Marie take turns inviting prey, ahem, I mean potential suitors. Oprah’s magazine called the novel “Downtown Abbey” set in France during our current century. http://www.oprah.com/book/The-Suitors?editors_pick_id=40551. The Wall Street Journal review compared it to Nancy Mitford’s work. http://online.wsj.com/articles/SB10001424127887324678604578342244051488344.
I think it has some elements of Jane Austen myself. Societal chasms, money issues, mother-daughter tete-a-tetes in the bathroom of the luxurious estate.
L’Agapanthe has nothing flashy about it. No balustrade or row of columns overlooking the sea. It is a Mediterranean villa, built around a loggia like a monastery around its cloister, the complete opposite of a house with a view. As if the sea had decided to behave like an experienced courtesan and simply suggest its presence, with bright touches shimmering through the shad of lush plants and undergrowth, instead of flaunting itself under the windows of L’Agapanthe like a trollop.
Of the many divine things about The Suitors, I particularly enjoyed the meticulous detailing of the daily life which guides the servants. David-Weill includes menus for each lunch and dinner, the room assignments of each weekends guests on the Secretary’s Name Board, the chauffeur pick-up schedules, the staff lunch notebook and even the cupboard inventory. I also enjoyed the weary wisdom of narrator Laure, a recently divorced, single mom.
I agreed with all my single friends who had looked around without finding anyone seriously desirable, and I had taken up their mantra: “where are all the men?” As far as I was concerned, the answer was “Wyoming!” – and only half in jest, because on a trip there I’d seen lots of men who seemed completely well-adjusted, perfectly happy with their horses, their cowboy duds. . . .
I used to say that I loved men but not unconditionally. I wanted them to be, in descending order of importance: nice, intelligent, ready to be happy, forgiving of themselves and others, generous, and wise. They had to have no fear of women, be virile, fond of making love but at eh same time past the frolicking-with-bimbos stage. I’m demanding, I know. Especially since they had to be successful in their careers; otherwise they were bitter or limited in their outlook on life.
Good luck with that, girlfriend.
David-Weill knows whereof she writes: her father was chairman of the merchant bank Lazard Frères, and the family spent their holidays at Cap d’Antibes. I discovered that salient fact after reading The Suitors and wish I had known there was a potential roman a clef element to the novel.
I’m hosting book club next week and I hope the other members of my group enjoyed The Suitors as much as I did.
David-Weill includes two recipes in the back of the book. I will be using her recipe for Coeur a la Creme. But since it’s December and hovering around 40 degrees, I will not be serving the warm weather food that makes up most of the menus in the book.
Cheese Sticks — made with puff pastry (much easier than gougeres)
Chicken with Cremini and Chestnuts (adapted from The Barefoot Contessa’s Barefoot in Paris)
1 cup mushrooms, cleaned and sliced thinly
1 cup of roasted, peeled chestnuts (I used Trader Joe’s package of peeled chestnuts, the whole thing)
6 chicken breasts
Minced garlic (3 cloves)
1 cup red wine
1 cup creme fraiche
1 cup heavy cream
2 tablespoons lemon juice
Butter, salt, pepper, flour
Preheat oven to 375. Salt and pepper the chicken, then dredge it in flour. Heat 2 tbsp butter in large sauté pan and cook the chicken over medium-low heat until browned on both sides. Then place in a dutch oven or large casserole dish.
Add 2 tablespoons melted butter, to the pan with shallots, mushrooms, chestnuts and garlic and sauté over medium heat for 2 minutes, stirring constantly. Add the mix into the pan and reduce the liquid by half over high heat. Add the creme fraiche, cream, lemon juice, 1 teaspoon salt and 3/4 teaspoon pepper. Pour the sauce over the chicken and bake for 15 minutes until the chicken is heated through.
Coeur a la Creme
I’m very excited about the music. I found a C.D. of 20 songs for $9.99 on iTunes — A Christmas Eve in Paris!