Brief addition...so Monsieur LG took me to the "Petite Casino" to get some groceries before dinner and to get dinner itself. We walked in and he goes up to the first refrigerator (keep in mind that this entire store is maybe the size of two Wegman's aisles. And I mean only the 'A' section of those two aisles, not A & B)., and says "do you like this?" picking up a thing of carrots. I said sure, and he said "great", and moved on to the stand alone freezer filled with frozen dinners. He asked me, "What kind of frozen pizza do you want?" I decided against the salmon or tuna ones, and went for ham, mushrooms, and cheese....
Let's just say that my first "Parisian dinner" wasn't exactly what I had been hoping for. It certainly wasn't terrible, but I wasn't really expecting something reheated from a box...Bienvenue a Paris! Oh, but we had vanilla ice cream with pecan pieces and caramel in it. Which was fantastic. And when I told him I had a sweet tooth (which is NOT the same expression in French), he told me that clearly he did too, because it wasn't like he was skinny...I think I'm going to fit in rather well around here.
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