**This post is dedicated to Liv, who can truly understand where I'm coming from here**
So, every time a class asks me what the differences are between France and the United States, I always say the food. And I can never think of any other differences. Also, when they ask me a few minutes later what my favorite part about France is, I also say "the food". Which has led me to look like/feel like a glutton. But! I'm willing to own my love of French food and pay homage to it with the first installation of what will hopefully be a rich photo series titled "French Feasts".
About a week ago, Andres, Steph and I went to the Super U (the big supermarket close by) and bought stuff for dinner. Num. First we bought a "pick-your-own" cheese sample bag.
Before:

The Carnage During:

Andres and Steph!

Also, we bought lemon tarts: (dear god, I love France--and this was just out of a supermarket's bakery, not a specialized patisserie!)

The first dinner I made for myself: (some kind of alaskan fish in a butter sauce with green beans)

And then the dinner I made for myself last night. Not bad, eh? The salad has feta, hard-boiled eggs, vinagrette dressing, and lettuce and olives that came from the open-air market which occurs on Saturday mornings. Quite proud of me, if I do say so myself. And that wheel of Camembert only cost me 2 euro or under (maybe a euro 50; I don't remember, but suffice it to say it wasn't that expensive).

Also, I'm becoming much stupider in English. For example: today in class, my teacher asked me what the English word is for someone who makes sculptures...what did I say?? Sculpturer. Yeah, no, that's not a word in English, Meghan. I realized my mistake about 10 minutes later, and told her after class that I was wrong, that it's sculptor. God. It's really really difficult to try to make your mind flexible enough so that you understand their rough English, but also to remember what English should sound like. You think it would be easy, but it's actually quite the gymnastic feat of the mind. That teacher really puts me on the spot, though. She's very fast, and happy and go-get-em, so in the middle of class she'll turn to me without warning and ask "C'est quoi, le mot en anglais pour les rênes?" when I don't even know what "rênes" are, but sometimes I can figure it out (rênes=reins...lordy). But I really like her a lot; she used to be an archaeologist, and she spent some time teaching in the States, and she loves the United States because she thinks we're so positive and up-beat and can-do. She's quite cool...and she's invited me to some of her History/Geography classes that are taught only in French, so I can sit in and listen. :) Which I think I will take her up on. She's teaching about the Cold War in one of her classes, so she advised that I should come then because it might be interesting to hear their perspective on American history. :) Love my job.
Anyway! Other fun things I've done:
-last night, I tried "la Vervaine" which is the name of a specific liqueur made only in Le Puy...it's bright green and tastes like licorice and mint together, very strong, but tasty. Steph and I shared a tiny glass of it, so we just tasted it a little. It's actually good to soak a sugar cube in it and then eat the sugar cube. :)
-one guy we've met really likes American rap, so last night, we both took an earbud of his iPod, and I translated Beyonce, Britney, Akon, 50 cent, David Guetta (who's HUGE here in France, and whose songs we have, but I've never heard him cited as the artist, since he's the DJ, not the singer of the songs), Sean Paul, and a million other artists into French...I also taught him that usually "that thing" refers to your butt (i.e. "Shake that thing...work that thing") Bahha, so that was fun
Um, I did my laundry by hand yesterday, which is always fun. I do like it, though, because while I'm just taking care of my own laundry, it's much less hassle than walking 10-15 minutes into town with my laundry bag to sit at a laundry mat for hours. :)
So, life's pretty good. Also, I'm reading "Julie and Julia" in French, and I can understand it! So, that's also quite exciting.
Okay, that's all for now, I think!
Bisous!! ("kisses" in French...a common sign-off. It's in reference to "faire la bises", which is the phrase for the kisses they give each other in greeting)