Oh, the "Watatwee" joke has a long history. I think they started the business in about 2003? 2004?
It was mainly a fruit and veg stall near the beach back then but they've slowly built it up as the second generation got older and took over from mum, dad, auntie and uncle.
Firstly there were things like homemade quiches and savoury tarts, sandwiches, cans of pop, water, things like that, then they bought a bit of restaurant kitchen space next door and started a deli.
Then came selling jam and olive oil and it being more a proper shop, then a bit of wine. I think that they were flying by the seat of their pants financially for quite a while and inclined to be a bit hysterical.
The second generation had toddler or a bit older children at the time so they were watching kids' films in about 2007/8. When Ratatouille came out with Rémi the rat being a tiny chef and helping Luigi.
Nothing could have been funnier or more absurd than me coming into the shop with my short haired chihuahua puppy, (not my idea, bought for me by my ex but she became a local village celebrity and I came to love her so much. We were inseperable.)
The dog and I were there to buy some chilled counter food and give a vote of confidence to the deli set up because it was a big risk for them. Selling food cooked on the premises, then chilled, then sold on to be warmed up at home...I wouldn't have even considered it as a business proposition.
Anyway. In comes Redheadedstepchild with her new rodent like pet.
"Hé bé!" In my best Corsican.
"On s'adore la watatwee!"
"We love ratatouille!"