Back to Work
We got in late last night from a wonderful trip to Paris.
It seems to get better every year.
There is always a new street or small museum that we missed the prior year, and neighborhoods that used to be on the fringe are now the chic hot spots (Beaubourg area). It's very much like NYC that way. You can't do it all in 8 days. Each neighborhood and arrondissement and even street has its own look and flavor.
We ate cheese and full fat dairy products every day, sometimes 3 times per day.
Tons of buttery flaky pastries and lots of potatoes in duck fat.
When I got on the scale this a.m., I didn't gain one pound.
Why? Because we WALKED 6 HOURS PER DAY, never took a cab or the metro.
So, I guess there is something to this "exercise makes you lose weight" thing.
Maybe I will try it at home.
I will be in the kitchen tonight and posting something good to eat for tomorrow.
PS: Yes, the huge crock of mustard made it home in my checked luggage (wrapped in my husband's underwear!) thru customs, however, the beautiful gift box of Laduree macarons crumbled in my carry-on bag. All 24 of them are a big mess. Boo hoo.