It's been a busy couple of days, so unfortunately I haven't had any time to post. I'm trying to make my posts a little more centralized in their theme, so I'm going to talk about the party on Thursday night. We spent all day setting up for the event; moving tables and displays out of the boutique and stashing everything in the stockroom. Pascal rented a bunch of tables and chairs, so we had to set all of those up, and dress them with white tablecloths that we cut from a roll of sheer white cloth. The roll was quite heavy, so I spent most of the time holding it up in place and spinning it around in order to make the sheets longer for our makeshift table cloths. Laetitia and Mathilde, another intern, tied the cloths at the long ends of the fold-out plastic tables, and secured them with metal tablecloth clips. We also hung the white cloth from a long horizontal log at the entrance to Pascal's office in the back of the Liquoristerie.
Fred and Jean-François came along with their band, which Pascal hired for the party, and they started playing as soon as everyone filed out from the introductory speech in the boutique. We had set up tables with absinthe fountains and bottles of our liquors. We also had boxes of vegetables set up, using the different fruit and vegetable pâtes we produce for dipping. At my table, I served three kinds of pastis--P'tit Bleu, Aqualanca, and Pastis du Pastis--different champagnes, the most popular of which is called Mademoiselle Rose, and two apéritifs: Vermiose and Figoun.
I saw my new writer friend there, Claire, and she brought along a friend of hers, Krista. Speaking with them was a nice break from the torrent of French speakers asking for pastis and champagne. It's much easier to make small talk with people who speak your own language. Jill caught a picture of us from the balcony above, so here it is. I figured I didn't really have any pictures of myself on here, so I think this is a good one. Claire's on the left in the teal, and that's Krista on the right.