Imagine a pregnant sow, majestic, stately and heavy with fourteen pink piglets. Similarly, Georgeanne Brennan’s book is slow-paced, but filled with delicious writing. First published in 2007, A Pig in Provence captures the pace and rhythms of life in Provence to perfection, and through the episodes Brennan describes, manages to immerse the reader in the culture and daily life of the south of France.
Brennan’s book traces her life in Provence from her first impressions as a fresh-faced university graduate turned first-time farmer eking out a living selling homemade goat cheeses. In eight chapters, she takes us through rituals like the jour du cochon (the day the family pig is killed), seasonal events like the gathering of the wild mushrooms, and the annual trek of shepherds herding their sheep to greener pastures.
We feel a sense of intimacy with Brennan as we are both inducted into the mysteries of a culture centered on the relationship between field and table. Heavy with detail, each episode reads like a Steinbeck short story. We share her first experiences – struggling to make goat cheese, her first sip of bouillabaisse (a rich fish soup whose origins are hotly disputed), cooking and eating sheep’s feet. Her writing’s steady pace is like the interminable march of the seasons and of time. Reading her book is like listening to stories by the fireplace at the feet of a grandmother in her rocking chair.
Georgeanne Brennan is a James Beard Award winner and has been a finalist numerous times. In 2000, she opened her own cooking vacation school in Provence to share the Provencal way of life with the wider world. For a week, participants gather and cook from the kitchen garden, gather wild herbs and mushrooms, and enjoy the good food and simple pleasures in the south of France.
This book is definitely going on my bookshelf. I might not be referring to it for its recipes (there are only eight, one per chapter), but I will definitely re-read it for a short vacation in Provence.
Rating: 4.5/5