Ever stumbled on a word that makes your childhood come rushing back? That’s exactly what happened when our English friend Julia discovered an apéritif called Pardi! Between laughs, fig jam, and a splash of pastis, memories of Marseille, sun-baked streets, and Pagnol’s films came flooding back—proving some words, some tastes, and some moments are impossible to translate. Curious why a simple Pardi can feel like a small miracle? Click in, raise a glass, and join the story.
