I have found the Doritos.

I just have to document this moment right now.

So, the kiddos had a dentist appointment today and I got off work early. I’m now in my apartment looking out my window listening to some beautiful music being played down on the street. I cannot even grasp how this is my life right now. It’s amazing. Even just sitting around is lovely.

Now on to more exciting things, like what I did yesterday. Well, I ate Chipotle – you all already know that. But I also did other things. Like.. Watch an actual French poodle walk down the street in Paris. I thought that was only a thing in the movies!? Well, no apparently not because I watched it happen yesterday afternoon. I also had a lightsaber battle with A and he won every time. But only because I let him.. right? Oh and then I did something that reminded me so much of my time here last summer.. I bought Desperados. That’s right, tequila beer. Ugh I’d missed it so much.

And then I found Doritos!! It’s funny that all of the things that I craved last summer while here (Doritos, mexican food) and couldn’t find, I found within like three days. I can already tell that this next year will even better than last summer because I already have my essential – all things mexican.

I would also like to point out that I finally had my first cafe au lait yesterday. First one in over a year. And I went to the cafe all by myself. And drank it all by myself. And paid all by myself. And left all by myself. I’m so accomplished.






All of this brought back so many memories. And made me miss my Aubs.. Being here without her feels so wrong.. Counting down the days until she joins me here again!

Chez Martial

Last night was the last dinner I’ll share with Auburn and Austin at our favorite restaurant here in France. We discovered Chez Martial at the beginning of our trip and it’s been our favorite place to dine ever since. Even though this was the place that I had my first and only interaction with boudin noir, I still love it.IMG_1485

It was bittersweet being there last night because we knew that we don’t get to go back again, but we made a pact to come back in five years no matter what we’re doing and make some more memories. Well.. I made the pact and I don’t really remember if they agreed to it or not. We drink a lot of wine when we go there..

We didn’t have our usual server last night but it turned out to be pretty awesome because we had the owner as our server instead. The guy was awesome. He knew us when we walked in and then gave us free drinks of “his” specialty, just because. He was pretty hilarious. And flirty. By the end of the dinner (after free shots) he had pulled me behind the bar to get my name and number and give me his. Oh, and he said that he was going to move to the States to open a restaurant in Missouri and name it “Chez Megan,” which is pretty cool, so, I’d say it was a successful night for me. Having restaurants named after me? Yes, please.

I think I like Frenchmen.

We wined. We dined. We stuffed our faces. We took shots…Of something. And we made our last memories of Chez Martial.