Our first official dinner in France was at the restaurant on the ground floor of our hotel.
After being seated at a long table in the glassed-in section of the restaurant, we discovered that we were sitting in what might be an enclosed smoking section. Thankfully, the smokers stayed outside at the cafe tables on the sidewalk, and most of the smoke stayed out there, too.
Somebody HAD to order desserts — we were in France, after all — so we shared these delectable goodies.
As we began to collect photos of our meals, we began to use the term “food porn” to describe our habit of taking photos of everything we ate. We hope you are not offended by our frivolous use of this term — we are all totally politically correct about the real thing. 🙂
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