Meet the Newlyweds

We hoped to surprise a few people by putting up the wedding pictures without too much information. It worked!! Of course, the wedding date was picked and the wedding prepared in short order, so it's not like we had lots of time to get everyone up to date!

So, now for a bit more info. Bill is Philip's dad, who was a widower after Sophie, his wife, went to heaven in 2008. He is 81 in case anyone is wondering! We are both hoping to be in as good of health as he is when WE are 80.

Stella went to Prairie Bible Institute at the same time as Bill did 60 years ago. Bill even proposed to Stella back then! But it was not to be. (Philip had to be born, or this blog would not even exist!) Stella was a missionary, lived in Quito, Ecuador part of her life and sang on the radio in Ukrainian.

They met again last year when Bill was in Canada, and decided they ought to get married. So they did! They probably set some kind of record! Getting married 60 years after proposing!

Wedding in the family

Weddings are great times to take pictures!!! We were missing Jérémie and Peter so we couldn't take any good family photos, but here are a few taken on March 6, 2010. If you didn't know someone was getting married, that is normal. We only had about a month to plan this wedding. And if you don't know WHO got married, the pictures tell the story!

 Of course the girls were thrilled that someone was getting married. Finally a chance to be flower girls. The boys played along, but they were a little less thrilled.

They sang several songs in honor of the bride and groom.

In France, the church has no authority to marry a couple. So a wedding in France has two steps. First stop, the town hall, where the couple is officially married by the mayor.

Bill and Stella with the mayor.

Bill and Stella with 6 boys.

Instant Grandma!!! Bill and Stella with some of the 31 grandkids.

Cousins! If there is a baby in the room, Mélanie is probably holding it!

Stéphane with his uncle Timothée.

The happy couple.

Kittens (aka Baby Rabbits!)

It is once again spring time (well, almost!!) and the babies have started arriving. The prettiest babies on the farm (other than our human babies) are definitely the rabbits! Stéphane started the rabbit business years ago, and it is now run by Peter and Nathan.

Sushi time!

Stéphane and his cousin, Rachel, have been planning a sushi party for some time. They very graciously made enough to feed an army, OUR army! The idea of eating raw fish doesn't appeal to me, but it is surprisingly sweet, and not fishy.

Grandpa Bill helped a bit with the fillets.

And the finished product! Too pretty to eat!!! (For the purists, we know that eggrolls are not Japanese...but just in case the sushi wasn't tasty...)

Aren't they fancy?

In the News, again!!!

The print shop has had a lot of success with the New Testament Mangas printed in the last two years. So much so, that the books have won a prize for the best Christian comic books in France in 2009.
The local newspaper picked up on this, and we (Philip and Stéphane) are in the news once again.


(Click here to see the article)

Thanksgiving in France Part I

Thanksgiving is not a holiday in France. But we still usually celebrate it. Since Philip is working and some of the kids are in school on Thursday, we usually wait until Sunday. I might be tempted to skip all the work, but the children won't let us. They obviously enjoy eating the traditional Thanksgiving meal more than I enjoy making it! But before judging me too harshly on my laziness, realize that making a Thanksgiving meal here, means making most things from scratch! This includes cutting up the pumpkin and boiling it, before I can make a pumpkin pie. It also means making cream of mushroom soup if we want a green bean casserole. That's right, no canned soup in France, and no canned pumpkin! And NO canned cranberry sauce either! But we are lucky to live on the Belgian border where we can purchase Ocean Spray fresh canberries.

We tried to order a turkey from the butcher one year, but ended up with two 7 pounders instead of the 15 pounder I ordered. Just NOT the same thing! (At Christmas, it is EASY to buy a big turkey!) So we found the answer. We raise our own now. This is trickier than it sounds. We have never succeeded in getting a turkey to set on her eggs. So we buy baby turkeys. But turkey babies are very delicate, and die easily. Especially if they get wet. And turkeys are too stupid to stay out of the rain of their own free will. But we have gotten pretty good at it, and usually have 2 or 3 that survive til Thanksgiving.

Here is this year's lucky bird.

One of our guests (a fellow student of Mélanie's from Morocco) asked to come a day early and help us.

And here is our 22-pound turkey!!!

Our "Pizza" Oven

Some of our wonderful friends gave us a great Christmas gift a few years ago. And if you come to our house for supper very often, you are likely to see it in use at some point. We can use it outside, or slip it into the fireplace during the winter. It makes wonderful pizzas, but is really a flammeküche oven. Handmade in Alsace.

Flammeküches

We start with a sour cream base with a touch of nutmeg,

And add onions and chopped bacon.

And toss it in the oven,

For Philip and me!