
There is so much else: fish from the Mediterranean, fresh pasta, limitless recipes for all those vegetables, dozens of breads, hundreds of cheeses. An occasional chicken from Bresse, the wild rabbits that our neighbour Henriette brings in the winter, a cassoulet when the temperature drops and the Mistral howls round the house - meat from time to time is wonderful. Why not make a daily pleasure out of a daily necessity? We have slipped into the gastronomic rhythm of Provence, taking advantage of the special offers provided by nature all through the year: asparagus, tiny haricots verts barely thicker than matchsticks, fat feves, cherries, aubergines, courgettes, peppers, peaches, apricots, melons and grapes, blette, wild mushrooms, olives, truffles. Just be prepared to live everyday with the guilt trip that your pet dog have mastered through evolution.Mayle (pictured) was a celebrated author and in this extract talks about life being 'sublime' Unless you want to be insulted like what Boy did, then get a dog. If you don’t want to deal with a messy house, pet discipline, dog poop and doggy antics, please I beg you don’t get one. To those who have plans of getting a dog, please read this first. To all dog lovers, this is something you would definitely enjoy reading. The author’s sarcasm was something you wish you could have because though his words could be harsh, it could easily be forgiven because it was delivered with intelligence and humor.
In reality that happens especially if your pet dog can easily sway you with his/her puppy face. It appeared that in this book, it was Boy who called all the shots over his masters. Though Boy was a very sarcastic dog and had the tendency to be self-righteous in a very cute way, his observations about human’s attitudes were accurate and amusing.Ī dog lover can easily relate on how Boy could manipulate his masters into forgiving him every time he did something naughty or something really bad. Boy had strong opinions about babies, cats and his masters that could really be offensive.

Peter narrated it in a way that it was his dog Boy who had made the observation. It’s about a dog’s perspective about humanity and how ridiculous we were most of the time.

Yet, I loved it so much that I’ve read it so many times until it was flooded away by Ondoy. So far, this was the only novel written by Peter Mayle that I’ve read.
