#champagne ardenne

[cranberryflavor]

Boudin Blanc

A specialty of the Champagne Ardenne region of France is the white French sausage known as boudin blanc. It was originally served at Christmas, but now people eat it all year long.

[quelprixpourunsautenparachute]

Saut en Parachute en Ardennes

Depuis 2019, le club Charleville Parachutisme embrase chaque année le marché de Noël de Charleville-Mézières. Installant son chalet, l'équipe passionnée partage la magie du saut en parachute, révélant les secrets du tandem, de la PAC, jusqu'à la liberté de sauter en solo.

Les visages derrière cette aventure sont ceux d'Alexandre Lemaire, héritier d'une tradition parachutiste, et de Cyril Lancry, champion du monde en parachutisme artistique. Aujourd'hui, sous la présidence énergique de Lise Leduc, le club a repris vie en 2019, affilié à la Fédération française de parachutisme.

C'est une équipe dévouée qui guide les sauteurs, de débutants à confirmés, de mars à novembre. Encadrés par quatre moniteurs et des experts par radio, ils expérimentent la chute libre en loisir ou en compétition. Une aventure qui débute avec le Cessna 206, décollant de l'Aérodrome des Ardennes Étienne Riché à Belval.

Laissez-vous emporter par l'esprit de Noël et découvrez le frisson du saut en parachute avec Charleville Parachutisme.

[wallacelondon]

Homemade - Boudin Blanc A specialty of the Champagne Ardenne region of France is the white French sausage known as boudin blanc. It was originally served at Christmas, but now people eat it all year long.

[muffyaldrich]

Recipe for Boudin Blanc A specialty of the Champagne Ardenne region of France is the white French sausage known as boudin blanc. It was originally served at Christmas, but now people eat it all year long. 5 cups finely chopped white mushrooms, 2 large eggs separated, 1 pinch cayenne pepper, 1 dried red chile pepper, 4 medium shallots finely chopped, 3 feet hog casing, 2 tablespoons chopped fresh parsley, salt and freshly ground black pepper to taste, 3/4 cup almond meal, 1 pinch ground paprika, 1 pinch dried thyme, 1/2 pound cubed fully cooked ham, 3/4 container creme fraiche, 3 tablespoons unsalted butter divided, 3 cups white bread cubes without crusts, 1/2 medium lemon juiced, 1 pound cubed cooked chicken, 1/3 cup dry sherry, 3/4 cup whole milk, 2 ounces thin slices shaved black truffle, 1 large bay leaf

[pkaws]

Boudin Blanc Recipe A specialty of the Champagne Ardenne region of France is the white French sausage known as boudin blanc. It was originally served at Christmas, but now people eat it all year long.

[goodnessgraciousgal]

Has anyone been worldwide jet lagged, and then proceeded to attend a French wedding?

Only those who know will appreciate the kind of boss-ness this took- Ouais ouais

[the-spirit-of-yore]

Eglise Saint-Juvin, Saint-Juvin, Champagne-Ardenne, France

[beautifulfrenchhouses]

125,000 €

31 m² / 334 ft²

Epernay, Marne, Grand-Est, France.

[postcard-from-the-past]

Map of the Ardennes county, Champagne region of France

French vintage postcard, mailed in 1957 to Saint-Pierre-Quiberon

[stayholidayrentals]

Crafting Unforgettable Memories: Stay Holiday Rentals in France

Stay Holiday Rentals, a trusted website offering diverse France Holiday Rentals by Owner. From charming cottages to stylish apartments, find the perfect abode to complement your French escapade.

[conandaily2022]

Reims, France's Anthony Dizy joins Hexagone MMA, delays retirement

“La Masse” Anthony Dizy, 34, of Reims, Champagne-Ardenne, France is the most recent French mixed martial artist to join Hexagone MMA. Launched in 2021, the French MMA promotion has partnered with DAZN and is broadcasting in more than 150 countries. Anthony Dizy (©Hexagone MMA)

[aigle-suisse]

10 Rumilly-lès-Vaudes - Manoir des Tourelles XVI par Herve_R 03

[merovingian-marvels]

Sax

A sax or seax is a bladed weapon which is sized between a knife and sword. There are many varieties of sax weapons, both in handles and their decoration and the blade. They are predominantly made of steel alloys and can have one or two cutting edges.

Wooden handles often don’t survive, but the blades themselves can often be found in Merovingian era graves.

Both historical texts and literature mention saxes, Beowulf for example uses one to kill a dragon.

They are found in graves that were dated between 400 and 800 AD.

The British Museum, London - United Kingdom

Museum nr. ML.2472

Found in Marne-Champagne Ardenne, France

[buckyegans]

Just Me and You, Shifty Powers

just a little imagine I crossposted on my Wattpad (boneflu) and wanted to post here!

no warnings just pure fluff

 Austria had been some sort of dream—the daily warm meal and hot showers seemed to be too good to be true. Yet, here you were, hands gripping the splintered wood of the old dock, swinging your legs to just barely graze the surface of the water below. The sky had turned pink and orange as the sun had made her way down, bringing forth the moon rising from behind the mountains. Your shoes and socks were somewhere further up the dock, your mind too focused on the coolness bringing small goosebumps up your bare legs, trousers rolled to your calves.

 "This is where you've been hidin' all night?" a soft voice asked, footsteps accompanying Shifty's voice as he made his way down the dock. You looked up, finding Darrell haloed by the wind-blewn trees and waking stars. You gave a lopsided grin and nodded, offering your hand to the sharpshooter. For a man who always wielded a rifle, the pads of his fingers were smooth, and soft. He carefully plopped down next to you, your thighs pressed together. Soon enough he was tossing his shoes and socks behind him just as you had, propping his legs up to roll his pants to match yours. His feet met the water and he let out a content sigh. "Found yourself a pretty spot, huh?" The Virginia asked.

 You nodded. "Sure did, Shift. All the boys are being too loud." you stated, looking to what he had gripped in his hand. A bottle of champagne, no doubt some lavish brand some Kraut had been waiting to pop when they won the war—but tonight, it was their victory. "Whatcha got there, Shift?" Darrell looked down to his hand and grinned, shrugging before offering it up to you. The label was a different language, you suspected French. "Where did you manage to find this?"

 You hummed, thumb pressing against the cork until it popped loudly, causing both of you to jump before turning to one another with giddy grins. You took a long swing before wiping your mouth, "here's to our alcoholic intelligence officer—and his ability to choose the good stuff."

 Shifty takes the bottle from you by its neck, tipping it into his own mouth. "Here's to him," he agreed, grimacing at the taste. Shifty's face twisted, causing you to let out a laugh, while Shifty grinned proudly. You nursed the bottle once more and drank from it once more before laying on the dock, legs hanging over. Darrell followed your movements, readjusting to get his shoulder flush against yours. He unashamedly lopped his head to the side to stare at you, your eyes fluttering shut, glowing from the sun. The hard war was evident in your tired eyes and silver scars, but Shifty thought you had never looked to gorgeous.

 "You're starin', Powers." your comment is accompanied with an amused glance at him, head falling to meet his gaze. He only hums in response, smiling with his rosy, sun-loved cheeks. "Do I have something on my face?"

 Shifty is shaking his head slowly. "No," he states shortly, grinning that smile that had gone into hiding since stepping into the Ardennes—the endless months in a permanent winter had hardened even the softest of soldiers, Shifty Powers included. Every now and again, you got him to give that little smile, hidden behind a scarf, only for you to see. But, here on this dock, it was on full display. "It's just you and me, so I get to stare all I want."

 You're cocking your head to the side and pushing yourself up to stand, brows furrowed. "Is that so?" you ask, looking down at him. Shifty is following your movements as he gives a confident nod. "And why is that?"

 He smiles again. "No distractions. No questions. No possible gunfire. Just me and you." You're inching closer with each of his words, his arms snaking around your waist and pulling you closer. "Now I can tell you how pretty I think you are." He's giddy as he says this, looking like a little kid on Christmas. You can't help but blush pink, shaking your head.

 "Was I not pretty enough in Bastogne?" you tease. Shifty is rolling his eyes playfully, shaking his head and tutting.

 He's pushing hair behind your ear. "You're always pretty. But now I don't got no competition—no one around to try and take you from this moment. Just you and me?"

 You wrap your arms around his shoulders, pulling him down closer and closer. "So," you trail off. "What are you gonna do now that it's just you and me?"

 Shifty grins. "Well, I'd like to kiss you."

 You laugh. "Kiss me, Darrell."

[tournevole]

@cabanemillet Le Chemin, Champagne-Ardenne

[the-spirit-of-yore]

Cathédrale Notre-Dame, Reims, Champagne-Ardenne, France