Today was day 4. I ate eggs for breakfast, chicken with asparagus and a plum tomato for lunch, olives for a snack, and sneakily managed to "forgot" the pie crust while making quiche for dinner and turned it into an egg casserole type thing with tomato sauce on top. I even passed on the pasta. And then came The Eclair that the mom pulled out of the fridge that she had bought for me for my last night and everything went down the drain.
I couldn't not eat it. It was perfectly-bronzed pastry filled with coffee-flavored custard and a coffee-flavored creme strip on top. It was beautiful. And she had bought it just for me. It was one last kind gesture of a woman who knew all too well what it was like to be at her wit's end with her children, so much so that she hired someone else to take care of them. A last parting gift, a "sorry for my brats, I hate them too" bonding moment. Well, at least that's what I thought in my head. So I couldn't just not eat it.
I got away with splitting it with her and only ate half instead of the whole thing. But it was a delicious half.
And I don't regret it. If I had to cheat with something, that was a delicious something to cheat with. I'll make up for it the next few days, run a little extra and go vegetarian for a day or something like that. I already know I'll be cheating with wine and fondue this weekend so hey, why not start with a bang?
I've also learned that I hate Les Soldes, the twice a year government-regulated sales in almost every store. I'd rather pay full price and have a full selection that hasn't been picked through by the swarming hoards of tourists that descend on Parisian shops each summer. Winter soldes were better, I think there was less competition. Of course everything I wanted to buy is sold out, everywhere, and the stores are such a wreck it's hard to find a replacement. Oh well, I don't need to spend money anyway (even though the skirt I wanted was marked down to 7 euros and they only have the ugly color left....errrg). They last for a month so maybe something will pop up. We shall see.