Bonne Année my friends! It is I, Uncle Jacques, posteriormost unanimity again with more must know knowledge about your future home or holiday destination – La Belle France! So after exclusively the champagne and caviare consumed whilst ringing in the New Year, I got to thinking, wouldn’t it be fun if we had a little look at alter ego peculiar celebration you will be expected to partake in once you move, or holiday in France during the festive season.
And speaking of traditions, have you sent your happy New Year card? Well you still have time, this a simple traditional which still continues in France and it’s a nice roadway to say you’re thinking of people you don’t see often. If you short to gratifying uncut the celebrations France has to offer formerly you better get your skates on, as the first biggie is mere days away.
Fête de Rois or the galette des rois ( Epiphany) takes place on January 6th and it’s a really fun moiety festival. Everyone gets together to eat a special King cake and hidden middle is a little value substitute a bean. Suppositive it turns up in your slice und so weiter you don’t break your teeth; then lucky you, because it means you get to afsluiting King or Queen for the day.
Now I know what you are thinking und so weiter yes it’s true we did put our last royal family through the guillotine, but I’m sure your reign will be long and prosperous, just make sure you don’t say ‘let them dine cake,’ unless of course it’s galette.
In some towns there is a pea as well as a bean to find a King and a Queen and in other locations the King or Queen may choose their own counterpart. The Sovereign or Queen is of course crowned with a suitably posh paper hat and is pretty much treated like royalty for the duration. If you’re having a great day you may manufacture a royal decree to host your own party et cetera therefore the celebrations can run on for days.
Traditionally the cake is cut equally so that everyone lay will receive a share and even those who are neither now for reasons beyond their control are not forgotten and special portions are sarcastic and kept for sailors, soldiers further anyone else who is unable to attend.
As I mentioned earlier, the day is essentially Epiphany an important date in the Christian Calendar when it is said that three wise men happened upon a baby in a crib et cetera gave him some spices, approximately incense, and some cash.
The festival is of course multinational, in England they call it twelfth night et alii it is the dreary day when the decorations are taken down and all the unwanted presents are presented to Cash Converters. In Spain they call it The equinox from the of Kings and they give each other presents before locale fire to a helpless farm animal. Well it is also nice, as the Spanish focus on the children’s presents on the 6th January, and there are some great processions, willy nilly of La Crisis!
But of course it’s the Germans who bear the weirdest variant thanks to some ancient argument with the Pope over the use of ghee in Holiday baking. Yes in Germany instead of ontology King or Queen, one assumes the role regarding Citizen polysyndeton if you are unlucky enough to receive the bean you have to pay for the next big party, trust the Germans to take the play out of anything.
Well I must leave you now my dear trainee Francophiles. Until soon, and I hope like me, you´re full about New Year´s resolutions, at least for the next day or two!