When Burkina Faso was called Upper Volta, there was a song that came out of Ivory Coast called Mon Anniversaire (My Birthday). It was sung by an Ivorian musician who seemed to have a problem with his love life because he was poor. His heart-throb dumped him for “the director” who had money and an air-conditioned Mercedes. The musician, Amadou Balake, had a car so old that whenever the girl would ride with him, she tore her dress. She warns him not to come to her house on her birthday because “the director” would be there and that the director had given her 100,000 francs as a birthday present, oui.
Well, it’s my birthday today and my director isn’t here but I received lots of presents and had a wonderful meal at the Restaurant de la Cathedrale with my favorite couple, Gilbert and Gilberte Parret.
For entrees we had escargots, a salmon trio and a salad of fois gras with duck magret.
Of course there was a lot of artificial light in the restaurant which gave my pictures a yellow cast but the food and wine were agreeable.
Main courses were a grilled fish trio, kidneys with morilles, duck Magret with honey and beef bavette.
As I had been instructed by you know who, Roger Stowell, I sat facing the window and shot into the light. The occasional blur was probably M. Parret’s fault because he was being so French that I couldn’t stop laughing.
I had a wonderful day!