When I first came to France, I loved everything I ate. Don't get me wrong, food here is amazing and my host mom cooks like a chef (I think she should open a restaurant). Last week she had an American food party. She made the best hamburger I have ever eaten (better than the Applebees cowboy burger!)
Don't get me wrong, I have eaten some strange things that I think if I KNEW what I was eating, I probably would not eat it. I eat squash here a lot. I had some spinach soup. That was probably the most difficult to eat with a smile. Though, tonight's tuna fish was a bit rough and so was the goat cheese grilled cheese.
However, this week, Isabelle's ex husband is in town and I have not seen her in a few days. Jean Bernard cooks like a college students. Not so great. I am starting to miss American foods. Such as mac and cheese, grilled cheese, mashed potatos (any potato in general; one does not notice how much potato Americans eat until you leave the states), Ranch dressing, granola bars and MILK!
In southern France, Provence, they eat lots of vegetables and today John Bernard told me that's why people live so long here. In northern France, all they eat is meat. So that explains all the strange old people I have seen and the multitudes of vegetables my intestines have been struggling to digest.
There are many foods I will miss when I go home. Pain au chocolat (Flaky croissant with chocolate) is my favorite and I eat one almost every day fresh from la patisserie (bakery). I also love croissants and wine and taboli! Oh boy do I love tabooli (don't know how to spell it, but it's like couscous). I kind of like eating healthy. We have full garbage bags comprised of souley yogurt containers.
Welp, that's the food. I can't believe students at home are starting mid terms! I have been here a month as of yesterday. Time is flying!
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