A quick bite

The name of the place doesnt even matter. Go anywhere in the region and this is what youll get. Stan and I went for lunch on his 1 hour and 45 minute lunch break to a little eighborhood spot and ordered the daily special. Surrounded by other people on their hour and 45 minute lunch breaks drinking wine and beer, we ordered beers as well.

Continuing my adventure into the unknown abyss that is French cuisine, I tried an appetizer of snout. Beef snout. I think. It was yummy, served with onions and pickles allost like a mild relish, and a very light vinagrette and possibly some mayonaise even though I got yelled at for saying so. For desert I had to sample the creme brûlée, which of course was exactly what I needed. This was all followed by a nap while my cousin finished the workday and began celebrating the weekend — even with their almost 2 hour lunch breaks, weekends are just as important to French people.

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