Now, why is it going to be a great day? Well, I am just banking on it. My mood is good, I had my coffee and toast with Nutella, and the best news of all...the weekend is in sight! Thursday always means that my Black Wednesday is over and tomorrow is Friday. I barely feel like I work on Friday because the grandmother comes and I just pick up the kids from school with her, walk home, and help out here and there. Plus, she always tells me I can leave whenever I want.
I want to take a minute to comment on this grandmother character. Her name is Babou, and I don't even know how to spell it. Well, so I think it's probably some nickname for "grandmother," but I'm not sure. If anyone knows, please fill me in. Anyway, this lady is something else, but I really like her. She always brings good food, for example, she brought Nutella last week, and every Friday, she brings champagne. She's laid back and supports me with the kids. And of course, she always lets me know I can leave whenever I want because "I should be out with my friends on Friday nights." :)
I don't know what I will do today. I'm sure I will meet up with Crystal at some point. It is getting colder and I am actually looking forward to bundling up in my wool coat...so cozy. Maybe I'll go for a long walk.
Oh before I forget, I want to share a French food experience. Last Friday I ate fois gras. I didn't go out with friends until later on Friday night, so I had dinner with Babou and the parents. We had champagne, bien sur. Emmanuel got out the fois gras...the real stuff...not the pate. It was even homemade by his aunt (I think). By the way, foie gras is duck liver. Anyone that knows my eating habits well knows that this is HUGE for me. I was not too far from a vegetarian before I came here. I actually liked it. I had to cut it and put it on bread, but it was good. Sophie said normally you eat a chunk of fois gras and then bread, but she ate it on bread, and so did I...after all, it was my first time and eating it alone was a little much for me.
Here's what it looked like...
I never thought I would be the type to eat it, but here I am, drinking champagne and eating foie gras. Ah, j'adore la France!