I think I must enjoy torturing myself because I am currently a) starving, b) living off a student budget and c) in dire need of a food shop as I only have creme eggs and spaghetti in my cupboards.
I'm going to be honest - this wasn't my food. Despite salad being the obvious choice for a boiling hot day in Rouen, I couldn't bring myself to do it.
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| I'm on a seafood diet... I see food and I eat it. Badoom-tsh. |
This wasn't mine either. No, I went a little bit mad.
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| Big enough? |
This is what I'm talking about, and it was all mine (needless to say, I didn't quite manage to finish it). I know it seems silly going to France and having pizza, that well-known traditional French dish, but I like to think by ordering one with several French cheeses splodged on top, I was sampling their cuisine with a twist.
Unfortunately this photo doesn't really do these enormous meringues justice. They were about the size of my hand, and we bought them in a bakery in Lyons-la-
Forêt. I have a major sweet tooth and also a weakness for huge meringues. (Incidentally, the best ones I've had in the UK are from the cafe in the V&A Museum.)
This was just simple steak frites, which I happen to love. Weirdly this was fairly well-done, which I didn't expect in France!
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| Number one... |
I worked out that I had four crème brûlées while I was in France. As I said, I have a sweet tooth.
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