Yes, We Did Eat in France

I have never been great about taking pictures. So readers, you should amazed that I am blogging with photos. I know many people have wanted to see more food pictures, but the reality is we are eating at home a lot. When we did eat out, I would remember after I ate. You know me; I see yummy food, I eat yummy food. Who can remember to take a photo when a hot, savory smelling plate is in front of them?  So for now, this is what you are getting.

I made crepes!

These are from our favorite
boulangerie and patisserie. 


I found curry at the local spice shop.  
Can you imagine a store full of spices? Love it! 

We were determined to find some peppers. Success!

Oop, I forgot again.

Yes, that is a tortilla.

I found mochi in Arles.
The lemon was my favorite. 
The espresso one was a close second. 


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