Francophile Pie Franco Dinner, Feb. 17th

originally posted by SFJoe:
originally posted by Levi Dalton:
German, Spanish, Portuguese, Italian north, Italian south, other places).

So far the guy who lives in Conn. has managed to get in with his vino, but no love from the locals.
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Some of the locals had their flights cancelled today, unhappily.
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Yeah, maybe I should think twice before encouraging travel the morning before a blizzard. Not the most in tune note on my part.
 
Stupid blizzard. Arrived last night after a 30 hour marathon that included flying 10 hours from Sao Paulo to Toronto and then taking a 13 hour train ride into Penn Station. Whew.
 
I was so glad yesterday when my client canceled their board meeting. Meant I didn't have to pay more than whimsical attention to the 15 emails from the airline announcing endless incremental deferrals of my flight's departure. It finally left without me, 10 or so hours late. And I was spared trying to get to Philadelphia this morning in a suit.
 
There is word off the Franco-wire that Mr. Frank Cornelissen will soon be in New York.

Anybody have thoughts as to contacting him about attending the dinner?

An update: it's a no-go. He does not arrive in town until the 20th.
 
originally posted by Levi Dalton:
Ok, dibs. I just secured some Thalassitis for the dinner.

From Santorini to you, and just like that.
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Any story behind the name? It sounds a bit like the condition of inflamed death. And that, of course, puts me in mind of the famous quip "Eat flaming death, fascist media pigs!"

Mark Lipton
 
Another reminder to please drop off Pie contributions ahead of the event. If this not possible, I would appreciate it if you sent me a note indicating what you will bring, hopefully including correct vintage.

It would really help the planning quite a bit.
 
It is the 22nd century. A virulent mutation of athletes foot has relegated most humans to wheelchairs. Somehow immune are the Maori of New Zealand and those who spend most of their time on sandy soil, like beachcombers, lifeguards, and residents of Venice, CA. Nobel-prizewinning geneticist Joe Dougherty III has developed a way to transform Maori stem cells into pairs of legs that are transplanted unto humans, using the vaccine-grade continuous cold chain method developed by former Wimbledon champion turned ace surgeon Thor Dalton. Everywhere in Northern Europe one sees duotone humans, formerly emaciated torsos with bespectacled heads walking around with new vigor on dark muscular legs. But a backlash ensues and a gathering of self-rooted humans takes place in Tudor City, which rising waters have transformed into the last remaining strip of sand in Manhattan, to celebrate the nostalgic glories of walking on your own two feet. The menu features an amuse of frogs legs in aspic, an appetizer of pickled pigs feet and a main course of leg of lamb accompanied by legumes, a culinary feet of legerdemain. All, of course, irrigated by ungraftedvine wine. And in 3D. Notes to follow (or not).
 
Good one, Oswaldo.

Also, a chance to note two important French expressions for the enjoyment of the franc de pied dinner:

C'est le pied = (lit. "It's the foot") That's the bomb.

Prendre son pied = (lit. "To take one's foot") To get off on something.
 
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