The Musee de l'Orangerie...OK...if you ever ever ever get to Paris...you have to go. Monet paintings larger than any area rug you've ever seen. They are absolutely enormous, spectacular and mind bending. My my my.
We had a most intensely French moment today at the green grocers. See I wanted to make a salad, with spinach, avocados and grapefruit. I had to get the spinach and avocado at the local green grocer. The spinach he tried to sell me was big enough to make a bed with. I may not be French, but really, I don't want spinach quite like that for a salad. A goat would have trouble digesting it. I asked for smaller. Got that. Then I wanted two avocados. Seems they weren't going to be ready until tomorrow. Just a little too hard. I nearly couldn't buy them. He wouldn't let me touch them, even when I wanted to. Understand me here, I had to buy two VERY expensive avocados, without ever touching them....on his word and I had to promise not to eat them till tomorrow. Only then would he give them to me.
I debated going in to grocers after dinner to tell him we had eaten them, but I did have to admit they would have been better tomorrow.
Only in France would you have to argue with the grocer to get your produce, and promise that you will eat it when it is perfect and only then.
Oh La La...