Omelettes for Dinner?

Weird, right? Not for the French, apparently. Oh well. It was delicious anyway. You bet I'm attempting that when I get home.

This morning I had yet another adventure with a European shower, which I'm still getting used to. I have to sponge down the whole tub and everything when I'm done because water gets everywhere. Very complicated.

After that was just another day at school. Pretty quiet day. I had a falafel for lunch, which was both cheap and delicious. Good combination, in my book. I got home from school around 6pm and Corine got home shortly after, so we ate dinner a little early tonight. Our usual, except with the addition of walnuts, which I cracked open myself, and those glorious omelettes, so fluffy and filled with fresh basil. It looked about as easy as anything and really, really good. Corine told me, "Il n'y rien chose assez facile qu'une omelette"--there's nothing as easy as an omelette.

And now here I am. I do have some homework tonight, but nothing too serious. Just looking over maps of French colonies for history and picking a small text to read for phonetics. Easy stuff. But both classes are difficult in their own right (no, Dad, no "bunny" classes here).

A demain,
Natalie