What is this?

Do you know what this is? Guess!
I will tell you that it made my day yesterday and it cost me 2CHF. I purchased it at a British pub and ate it while drinking an Irish cider. The two don't really go together, but that's not the point.

The Botanical Garden

Yesterday Ronny I went to the Botanical Garden in Geneva. It was a nice sunny day, and I'm sure when things start growing back the garden will be very pretty. We sat in the sun, strolled around, and went into what I will call "Bill's backyard" pavilion. We felt like were were at home. We took pictures under a palm tree, pictures of palm trees, and a bird of paradise. Most of the plants that were in this place can be found in my parent's backyard. It was like being home!

The View

The Jura. This is the view not really from our house, but directly behind our house. We have to go across the street to see it.

This is Switzerland. These are the Alps and Mont Blanc in the right hand corner. It's the white mountain.
I love the views. I will miss them the most.

Beaten by a Chicken

As some of you may know, my brother Richie has sent me on a mission to procure a chicken with feet. Now, you may be asking "Jeannette, don't all chicken have feet at some point?" Good question. Yes they do. However, in America we chop those bad boys off before they make it to your neighborhood grocer. Not necessarily the case here. In many places, the butcher and the farmer's market for sure, you can buy a chicken avec les pieds (with the feet). Sunday I went to the farmer's market to accomplish my mission. It was really really cold, like 19 degrees and it was snowing. We thought Spring was around the corner, but no, winter hit us in the face. It was so cold my thighs were numb. Just in case you didn't know, jeans are not made for warmth. Anyways, I got in line with Ronny to purchase the chicken, but I was in the rotisserie chicken line, which in-and-of-itself was overwhelming. There was a lot of yelling in French, it was very fast. I realized my error and changed lines. That's when I saw it. Right in front of me...a chicken...with feet...and a head! The head was tucked up under with a tuft of feathers sticking out. Now, I'm afraid of birds. The fact that I'm even considering buying a chicken with feet is a big deal. But a head?! I draw lines! My heart starting beating a little bit faster and I started to get the "oh god there's a bird in my personal space feeling". Needless to say, we did not buy the chicken. Ronny actually said that a chicken with a head was taking the joke too far. We also have really crappy knives. Imagine the horror if we tried to cut off the head and our knives couldn't cut it?! Oh...I shudder to think. Never fear, I have some time left, and I will continue to look for a chicken with just feet.

New Job

This week I started my new nanny gig. It's so interesting. I pick these kids up, drive them to an activity or home...and that's it. They don't really talk that much either. It's amazing. My brothers were not allowed to sit next to each other in the car, but these boys don't make a peep while we drive home. It's actually freaking me out a little bit. I do drive a lot...that kind of stinks. I never realized how tiring driving can be.
In other news, we were able to successfully get the window on our car fixed for free. The mechanic was not thrilled to be doing it (or speaking to us in English), but nevertheless we have a working window!
Tomorrow we are going to a friend's house for fondue! I'm very excited about that!
Yeah, this week has been boring, but I am trying to make more of an effort to blog. I'm trying to get my hands on a chicken with feet so Richie will get off my back. That event will be it's own posting with pictures...I leave you with that.