Today I had my first French tarte, or quiche. I brought it home from a place around the corner from my apartment with a pun-y name (on Rue Mouffetard, called "Mouff-tarte"—get it?) and it was delicious. There was spinach and chevre and a crunchy crust.
And yes, those are clementines in the background. I bought a bunch at the market today and have already eaten about six.
On a side note, there has been a complaint that I'm writing too much about food on this blog. Sorry, that's what its about—this isn't LiveJournal. If you want a more comprehensive sense of my experience, check out facebook or drop me an email. That said, as a peace offering, here is a picture of Notre Dame at night:
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