The French Village Diaries: meet the author – interview Liz Ryan
We join Jacqui Brown as she takes us behind the scenes of her blog’s fun French interview feature. This week, Jacqui is chatting with author Liz Ryan.
You can also read the review of Liz Ryan’s book ‘French Leave’.
France et moi: introducing Liz Ryan
Welcome to ‘France et Moi’ where this week I am talking to author Liz Ryan about what France means to her. Liz has lived in Normandy, France since 2001 and is the author of several novels and a memoir about her life in France, French Leave. She especially enjoys walking and spending time on the beach.
Behind the scenes with Liz Ryan
1. Firstly, I think France is a special place and it is famed for many things including its cheese, wine and diverse holiday locations plus, dare I say it strikes and dog poo littered streets. What do you think makes France so very unique and ‘French’?
Its strong sense of identity – (language, culture, architecture, food, fashion, wine) – its seasonal rhythm – its social rhythm – and of course its hypochondria!
2. What is your first memory of a trip to France?
I was an 18-year old au pair in the Loire Valley. Absolutely hopeless, but the family couldn’t have been nicer, even when I nearly poisoned the baby…which was when I realized I’d better seriously learn the language, so I could spend the rest of my life apologizing for not understanding crucial instructions. I also discovered the music of Serge Reggiani, which I love to this day.
3. Having lived in France and spoken French for many years do you have any top tips for my readers on how to learn French?
Just go for it. Be confident, and concentrate.
Watch French tv and, especially, listen to radio, which trains your ear until one day, bingo, you can follow what’s being said. Attend classes, and don’t hide out with other ex-pats. Speak up no matter how horrible a hash you might make of it. As with playing the piano or tennis or whatever, personal ability varies, but anyone who’s lived more than two years in France should be able to communicate fearlessly.
4. When you first arrived in France what was the best thing about being immersed in French life and the scariest thing?
The best things were the food, the weather and the discovery of a disciplined but delightful way of living. The scariest thing, as for everyone, was the bureaucracy, until I discovered that a bit of Irish blarney could charm the bureaucrats into compliance. Well, sort of!
5. France has some beautiful cities and there are a few that constantly battle to be my favourite, what is your favourite French city and why?
It’s a cliché but it’s Paris.
Even today, submerged in fast food joints, plastic signage and fusspot over-regulation, it still has that old je ne sais quoi. You just have to seek it out a bit harder. If I were the new mayor, I’d start by enforcing a return to the lovely old script signage on shops. I’d also ban rap music in restaurants – bring back the accordion!
6. Every region in France has it’s own culinary specialty, do you have a favourite Norman dish?
Seafood. I buy my fish fresh off the trawlers along the Cote d’Albatre…
…and there is no happier moment than sitting down outdoors with a plate of fresh oysters, a chilled glass of white wine, a warm baguette and some unsalted butter.
I love cooking the day’s catch at home too, whatever it might be – sole, turbot, whelks…the freshness so fabulous, all you need is a whoosh of lemon juice and wow, magic.
7. France has many different cheeses, a silly question, but which French cheese are you? A hard and mature Tome, a soft, fresh and lively goat cheese, the creamy and rich Camembert or maybe the salty and serious Roquefort?
I guess I would be the ‘salty and serious Roquefort’ !
8. Imagine you are sitting outside a French café at 10.00am on a sunny morning watching the world go by, what do you order from the waiter?
Depending on mood and budget, either a café au lait or a glass of champagne.
9. Best French tipple, and yes I know there are many to choose from?
Calvados keeps us warm and hardy here during the Norman winters – perfect for snuggling up with beside the fire on a snowy night (and there were a lot of those in 2013!) Some of the locals make calva and some of it is so rich, so full of depth, mmm.
I also love crémant and would in fact prefer a good crémant to a bad champagne. My favourite is Ackermann.
10. Can you describe your perfect French apero for us; the drink, the nibbles, the location and the company?
The drink would be either champagne or crémant; the nibbles would be olives stuffed with almonds, tiny chili peppers stuffed with cream cheese, salt crackers and home-made humous; the location would be by the sparkling sea and the company would be warm and witty!
It would also be either totally bilingual or totally monolingual, because after 13 years in France I’ve run out of patience with interpreting, especially for anglophones who live here permanently.
It slows the simplest chat down to first gear and means no lively conversation can fully develop. You also get a sore neck from playing tennis umpire: ‘He says to tell you…she says to tell him…’ etc.
11. Finally, do you have any current projects you would like to tell my readers about?
I’m trying to decide whether to return to writing fiction or do some more journalism such as French Leave . They’re very different skills but I love them both.
Thank you, Liz Ryan, for taking the time to answer some questions about France and you.
What makes France unique for you? And do you have any more tips for learning the language? We’d love to hear your thoughts and comments in the box below.
Image credits1. © Jaqueline Brown
2. Paris City, by Cocoparisienne via Pixabay
3. Crement de Bourgogne, by jl bernuy via Wikipedia This article was first published on The French Village Diaries and republished here with permission as part of our content collaboration with Jacqui Brown.
I love the expression “to take French leave” (a form of departing rudely). I love it because the French expression “filer à l’anglaise” (to take English leave) means exactly the same thing! Leave it to the Brits and French to accuse each other of the same lack of manners.