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Bring me some figgy pudding

But nothing will dissuade me from adhering to my Great British custom, and spending each afternoon for no less than 4 days digesting my pudding – as a result of clearly, I at all times purchase a big one within the deluded hope that somebody will lastly perceive the attraction of a lump of boiled flour flavored with dried fruit and alcohol. Naturally, as an expat who’s grateful for the pleasant welcome I’ve acquired in my host nation, I do respect some French traditions: Christmas and the New Year are at all times celebrated with champagne. Though lately, I’ve been attempting to sneak in a bottle of British glowing wine. Thanks to local weather change, the merchandise of the Kent and Sussex vineyards are getting a lot better, very champagne-like. But to date, I’ve did not nurture a style for this Anglofizz in my French household or pals. If I attempt to refill their glass with faux champagne, they howl as if I’ve simply dumped a hunk of Christmas pudding on the plate subsequent to their foie gras. Sometimes nature is way too sturdy for nurture.

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