Sarah Ann Hall

Reporting on writing in progress or, more probably, not; practising flash fiction.

Ris de veau – #gargleblaster178

with 31 comments


‘It’s soft.’

‘It’s chewy.’

‘It’s a regional speciality.’

‘It’s delicious’.


‘It’s pancreas.’



‘Did you have to?’



‘Liz, you look fantastic. Good holiday? France proffered its usual great wine and food?’

‘We had a wonderful time. And everyone lost weight.’




Written by Sarah Ann

September 8, 2014 at 9:59 pm

31 Responses

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  1. Hmm. I’m not sure this is a story, more a vignette. The prompt took me back to a family holiday in the south west of France. My dad and I ate lots of ris de veau. My mum and brother looked at it.

    Sarah Ann

    September 8, 2014 at 10:10 pm

  2. I have never lost weight in France despite all of the walking! Even without eating internal organs.


    September 8, 2014 at 10:52 pm

    • No, I have never lost weight in France either. We eat lots of other internal organs. I suspect dislike of pancreas comes down to a lack of experiencing it (?).

      Sarah Ann

      September 9, 2014 at 11:18 pm

  3. I wasn’t expecting pancreas! Unique.


    September 9, 2014 at 12:41 am

  4. I think I’ll stick to the blood pudding offered in another gargleblaster.


    September 9, 2014 at 2:55 am

  5. When I went to Paris, I decided locals were thin because they couldn’t afford to eat. Now I know the truth! Funny, and I love how you did it all through dialogue.

    Jennifer G. Knoblock

    September 9, 2014 at 9:22 am

    • This came out kinda wrong…what I meant was, I found it very expensive to eat in Paris. Good work from you, lameness from me. 🙂

      Jennifer G. Knoblock

      September 9, 2014 at 1:20 pm

      • No, I think that came out right. I understood it was expensive rather than they were poor. It was Paris after all. Thanks for the comments – no lameness from you!

        Sarah Ann

        September 9, 2014 at 11:21 pm

  6. It is never a good idea to ask what it is. I cite hotdogs as a quintessentially American example : )
    Love the dialogue!


    September 9, 2014 at 1:13 pm

    • American’s eat hedgehogs? We had hedgehog flavoured crisps in the UK for a while. I think our squeamishness regarding food often comes from unfamiliarity. But sometimes, it pays not to be brave.

      Sarah Ann

      September 9, 2014 at 11:23 pm

  7. Loved the twist at the end! I wasn’t expecting that at all! LOL

    Kathy Combs (@Kathy29156)

    September 9, 2014 at 2:06 pm

  8. Tehehe. French food?


    September 9, 2014 at 4:19 pm

    • I can’t get enough French food. Although, I draw the line at pig’s trotters.

      Sarah Ann

      September 9, 2014 at 11:24 pm

  9. Eww… gosh! But how creative!

    Shailaja/ The Moving Quill

    September 9, 2014 at 5:17 pm

  10. What Kymm said – never ask what it is. 🙂 The problem with France is one the one side, you have pancreas. On the other, you have cheese and wine. I don’t think I’d lose weight…


    September 9, 2014 at 5:36 pm

    • The cheese and wine (and chocolate mousse) wins every time, and I wouldn’t lose weight either. An not asking is definitely the best idea.

      Sarah Ann

      September 9, 2014 at 11:26 pm

  11. Sometimes it’s just better not to know what’s on your plate.


    September 9, 2014 at 6:14 pm

    • Indeed, sometimes it is. But then kids are inquisitive, and Dad’s sometimes like to provoke.

      Sarah Ann

      September 9, 2014 at 11:27 pm

  12. Love it. Made me smile. Great work.


    September 9, 2014 at 6:47 pm

  13. I like the surprise at the end. I would find plenty of other things to eat, I’m afraid.


    September 9, 2014 at 11:17 pm

  14. I would definitely opt for something else! 😀


    September 9, 2014 at 11:39 pm

  15. I’ll skip that… but bring on the bread 🙂


    September 10, 2014 at 7:26 am

    • The bread is the problem/ delight of a French holiday! 🙂

      Sarah Ann

      September 10, 2014 at 7:59 pm

  16. Ew Pancreas! No wonder they lost weight.

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