The parents arrived today, eager as can be. My dad's french is... shockingly, humiliatingly good.
We had a wonderful dinner of random things that caught our eye on the boulevard. Marc's parting gift of cheese was absolutely delicious; my dad's "tripe aux cane" tripe terrine kicked ez as well. Almost good as the Lapin (rabbit) terrine I had at Le Rouge Gorge.
parallel video and transcript of democratic debate. I'd like to know what you thought about this.
nice article about ship salvage. not that well written, but a great story.
Friday, April 18, 2008
