The story of our family of five six that has been uprooted from a city on the plains of Canada and find ourselves in a village in the French Alpes.
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Monday, April 25, 2011
Le Petit chèvre de Micah
In school this week Micah’s class had some special guests - some petits chèvres…baby goats.
Last week his class made goat cheese (also confusingly referred to as “chèvre”) at school. We asked him how exactly they did this - but the response seemed a bit suspicious (hint: it included cinnamon). I don’t know how exactly one does this - as I don’t seem to recall cheese-making being part of my curriculum when I was growing up in Saskatchewan.
This week someone brought in 3 baby goats. Micah said they played with them, and fed them grass, and pet them, and fed them milk from a bottle because they ‘were REALLY REALLY thirsty.”
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