Jess gets here in less than 24 hours! Well, that's assuming his flight from Chicago isn't held up by the storms.
After much deliberation I have decided on a Christmas dinner for us: chicken parmigiana (which was a HUGE hit among the group in Le Mans) and salad. For dessert, I just picked up some "petite gateaux" (little cakes) from Pascal Coffet, touted as the "champion du monde" of chocolate. My only issue is that I don't have an oven (typically required for chicken parmagiana) but I think I can make it work nonetheless. I was surprised Jess agreed to it, as he is not usually a fan of breaded, fried, pasta-y dishes, but he said he wanted someone hearty so voila.
My apartment is clean, a real top-to-bottom job. Sweeping, scrubbing of the bathroom, the fridge, dusting... I've gotten a head start on packing for our trip. Tonight will be all about me: making myself as perfect as possible for my nearly perfect future hubby. Not that I'm not already just drop-dead gorgeous but for instance, my skin seems to think it is 15 and is breaking out as such. I blame the cold-- the same thing happened the last time I was in France.
I wasn't expecting anything to be open today but au contraire, there were mobs on the street! A line out the door at the boulangerie across the street (so much for my plan to get a baguette-- maybe later today). Luckily, Pascal Coffet wasn't crowded at all (amazingly).
I admit, I am bored, bored BORED since the other assistants left. But with less than 24 hours to go... I think I'll manage :)
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