A Little Taste of France
I miss Paris. I moved away over a year and a half ago, but the wounds I got from leaving still feel fresh. And although I can’t be there now, I can live as though I am.
Last night I cooked one of my favorite French meals, coq au vin, followed it up with homemade lavender ice cream, drank French wine, listened to French music, and watched a French show. It felt as though I could’ve walked out of my door and right onto Rue du Vertbois. Here are a few pics. Santé!
![](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/04e42c_06f0f9bfe9c54d47945459703324a79f.jpg/v1/fill/w_980,h_735,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_auto/04e42c_06f0f9bfe9c54d47945459703324a79f.jpg)
![Homemade Lavander Ice Cream](https://static.wixstatic.com/media/04e42c_b3b3fbc8cf40431b9870d8d060270fa6.jpg/v1/fill/w_980,h_1259,al_c,q_85,usm_0.66_1.00_0.01,enc_auto/04e42c_b3b3fbc8cf40431b9870d8d060270fa6.jpg)