I love the French custom of celebrating the completion of...well, anything! For example, my Wednesdaymorning gymnastics class had an end-of-the-session lunch. And last night, Janie organized an end-of-the-season dinner for our French/English women's singing group. (We'll break for the rest of the summer and resume practices again in the fall) Eight of us met at a new place across the river at Larnagol to celebrate. La Guinguette Bambou is an outdoor restaurant/bar serving snacks and simple meals. Historically,guinguetteswere open-air drinking establishments and dance halls. There wasn't any dancing at ours, but there was a bit of singing after dinner as Janie pulled out the song sheets and we harmonized by the flickering light of citronella candles.
We laughed when Janie said we needed a name for our group. How about Voix Vielles (old voices) since we're all over 60? Someone suggested Voix Mûres instead. I don't know about you, but I'd rather be a 'ripe' voice than an 'old' one. I vote for Voix Mûres!