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Usually, when I am in France, friends and family taunt me because they assume I can’t find decent bread in London. Well, they couldn’t be more wrong. I have better bread than when I was living in Paris. There is a lovely French boulangerie just around the corner. The owner happens to be from Bosnia, and learned to become a baker while working for the French army in Sarajevo. It is a very London story, isn’t it? As a result, I have fresh bread, croissants and pains au chocolat every morning, and the short walk to get my morning pastries is always a pleasure, even when it is pouring. I just love it. Let’s face it, it is even better than France. There it is. I said it.

In fact, in a funny way, I miss French yogurts in London. This is what the yogurt department looks like in my local supermarket, and even after more than 10 years over here it puzzles me.

Because you see, in France, yogurts come in individual pots. You buy them by the dozen, and it lasts a whole week. In London, you buy a big pot, and it only lasts two to three days. Not to mention that you never now how much yogurt you are really having unless you use a kitchen scale (which I don’t). The taste is sort of the same, but not exactly. The brands are different. Apparently, there is a company that sells French products (at a London price obviously) around here, but frankly, I don’t think that it is worth paying extra to have, let’s admit it, something similar.

This means that I have to get used to British yogurts. I am still learning. I know that it is a first world problem but right now I feel a bit homesick. I suppose that it is this time of the year. 
Don’t get me wrong, it is not all bad: I learned to love fishcakes and Yorkshire puddings over here. I suppose that it is my lot in life to be stuck somewhere between France and the UK.

On this note, I leave you with a video that sums it all up… 

Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London
  • I hate all yoghurt, so that’s me sorted. I can live anywhere! J’adore la vidéo. “Elle est où, la chasse d’eau?” Excellent!

  • I suppose you could tip out the big pot into lots of little pots if you could be bothered. But that’s one reason Brits are fatter than French people I suppose!

    • I can’t be bothered…I just have to, well, go with the flow!

  • I never buy big pots, but what I love here and I can’t find in France is Muller rice with custard, oh that’s just yummy !! I loved the video, it’s all stereotypes and clichés, but I do know some French people like that in Ireland. And I do miss le sirop Teisseire !! Why don’t they have syrup here, I don’t get it

    • They do have squash, but it isn’t quite the same thing, right?

  • I’m not a big yogurt fan but the breads you speak of….ooohhhhh the breads…..*drooling*

  • You know the rules, Muriel…
    When in Rome…

    • And that’s exactly what I try to do. Sometimes with limited success, I have to say!

  • I never really ate yoghurt when I lived in the UK so didn’t notice the lack of choice. I seem to remember buying large tubs because they were cheaper when at university.

    When I moved to France and had kids of course, I investigated the yoghurt aisle and was amazed by it. Then when I visited the UK I realised just how few yoghurt products there are. I had come to think that a huge choice was normal. 🙂

    We didn’t like the yoghurt we found in the US either. It was just not the same, and not as nice.

    Loved the vid. 🙂

    • I say cheers to French yogurts! It is amazing how, sometimes, it is the small things that matter, right?

  • Maybe it’s a London thing as individual yogurt choice abounds in my local shops!

  • Well just so you know, we in America get yogurt all wrong, taking the fat out and adding tons of sugar.