Daddy Steve has just returned from a shopping excursion to Trader Joe's. Naturally, Emile needs to inspect and put his stamp of approval on the purchases.
Emile: Ah, ze lavender scented soap.
Louisette: Eet reminds me of Provence!
Emile: Sunscreen. At 'ees age, Daddy Steve needs to take care of ze skin.
Louisette: I agree. All French women know ze importance of a proper skin care regime.
Emile: >Boof< I simply do not understand 'ees affection for ze California Chardonnay.
Ze wines of France are so much better. Zees ees just...peasant wine!
Louisette: Now, now, Emile. Peasants are people too.
Emile: Ah, brie from France! I approve of zees.
Perhaps 'ees taste ees evolving after all.
Emile: Brie flavored cheese spread!?! In a...tub?!? Sacre bleu!
Zees ees an affront to cheese lovers everywhere!
Lulu: >Tee-hee< Now what ees Shorty complaining about?
Louisette: 'E ees upset by ze fake brie in ze tub.
Lottie: Au contraire, we think eet ees une idée magnifique!
Emile: What?!?
Lulu: Oui. When ze tub ees empty, one can use eet to plant flowers.
Ze flowers of springtime!
Lulu et Lottie: ♫♫ Printemps, printemps, la-de-da-de-da! ♫♫
Emile: >Sigh<
3 comments:
goodness, who knew Emile was such a foodie! He certainly knows his french cuisine (naturally!) Tell him after the first glass of wine it all tastes the same!
Poor Emile ! What a roller coaster ride that shopping inspection was for a lad with his refined tastes. IL faut laisser les vieux faire leurs mauvaises manieres
Emile was right about the cheese. It didn't taste anything like Brie. We're not going to tell him that though.
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