Every single meal was great. Is it possible to get bad food in France? I hear it is, but I sure didn't taste any. I ate the best pate, the best palmier, the best escargots, the best veal, and so on. A cup of coffee and a glass of wine can be had for almost the same price. I love that!
Love love love France. Everyone was friendly. Everywhere was clean.
Once I've recovered from the journey, I'll write and post pictures about the food.
Meanwhile I'm on a vegetable detox sans butter, cream, and sugar for at least a week! I so completely indulged in my gourmande ways, that I am actually ready for some plain food.
And, by the way, the French like Americans.
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