What in the world is happening to me?
I’ve been downing coffee like there’s no tomorrow, with barely any sugar.
I’m not only drinking red wine but am starting to prefer it, depending upon what I’m eating.
Last week, I think I ate anchovies, and I definitely ate octopus. I’d eat both again.
My favorite part to eat of a duck is the gizzard.
I’ve gotten used to eating lunch at two or three o’clock and dinner at ten.
I traversed on my own through Paris without a real map or any French speaking skills, and not once did I feel apprehensive or lost.
People stare at me all of the time, and I don’t care. I am constantly embarrassing myself, and I don’t care.
Hmm. Looks like someone might be growing up.
Juuuuust so you know, I love this post. It means that you can enjoy great food with me, show me the world of red wine, and the growing up thing is nice too, but you've always been a little too mature for your own good ;) Love ya!
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