LE PARISIEN: "The French team's apocalyptical World Cup ends in a manner that is both desperate and nightmarish -- a logical conclusion to an attitude and a game that was unworthy, shameful and revolting. Thanks guys, you have ruined this nascent summer for the French who were counting on you to help them forget their daily worries. ... (Domenech's) disappearance from the footballing landscape is the only good news of the day."
I love their dramatic exaggerations. " Apocalyptical"! "Nightmarish"! Oh, France, you crack me up.
To commemorate France's utter disintegration in this years World Cup and their remarkably quick exit, tail between legs, we are having French 75s. Who knew they were capable of such a thing? This is one to be remembered by the French for a long, long time, the poor things. I alternately feel bad for them and want to make fun of them. But mostly I make fun.
1/2 t. simple syrup
1/2 oz. fresh lemon juice
1 oz. gin
4 oz. champagne
Build in the order given in a champagne flute glass filled with crushed ice and stir a wee bit.