So here I am, up at 3am, keeping my fingers crossed that toddler jet lag soon subsides and we can go back to sleeping through the night. Oh, that will be a sweet day indeed.
It was a great trip; we basically ate our way through Paris. The french know how to cook - crepes, croissants, baguettes, 350 kinds of cheese, soup, stews, salads, sandwiches... I didn't want to leave. And the best part? We walked miles and miles every day, so all guilt was erased.
And I am feeling inspired. The food was so simple and satisfying, I am going to try to recreate some of our favorites... and if it's good, I'll be sure to share.