Nutella Banane Crêpe

Nuit Blache was quite a night. Drinking muscat (very sweet wine) while listening to reggae music outside of a cathedral under the stars *sigh* fabulous. After all the festivities (5-ish am) we decided to head home. Then I arrived home around 7 am. I watched the sun rise over the fields on my way back from the train station.

Sunday was the day that Alain’s business partners came over for lunch. Alain (the dad of my family) runs a business and was recently featured on a news program called Capital. This, of course, brought in a lot of business, so this lunch was more or less a celebration. It was also delicious. We ate for about three hours. We had multiple courses including rognon (bull testicles) and two desserts: homemade chocolate mousse and cakes (with melty, molten chocolate in the center). I could have DIED because it was so good!

The week was uneventful as I thought this weekend might have been as well. All of my friends were out of town of busy. Friday night I quilted a little while watching Monster Inc. in French (oh the glamorous life of an au pair). Saturday started out being just as boring but then turned into an adventure.

In the afternoon, I went to Jardin du Luxembourg to read and enjoy the beautiful weather. There were TONS of people there. Then I decided to ride a velib around Montmartre—velibs are bikes that you can rent and ride around the city. Well, with all of the people around I couldn’t find an available bike. So I settled for a walk around Sacre Coeur. On my way I was seduced by a little crêpe stand to get a nutella banana crêpe. I’ve been here for 6 weeks and this was my first nutella-banana crêpe. Ridiculous, I know. And it was, of course, outrageously scrumptious. I was a very happy lady when I finished the last gooey drop of nutella but I was feeling a little unhealthy. My solution was to walk up the stairs to Sacre Coeur instead of taking the funicular.

I couldn’t understand why the place was so darn crowed. Yes, there was beautiful weather and it was Saturday, but there were more people than a normal October Saturday nightmight have. At the summit, I found some sort of festival for French food and wine. While I wandered around, I overheard some English and before I knew it I had made some new friends. We all shared some wine and talked. As I had no peer contact for a week and had expected to be alone for the whole weekend, I was ecstatic to meet these people.

We were hanging out near the southwest corner of when we heard a bang. Now, there have been warnings to travelers in Europe of terrorist attacks. For a split second I thought “here I am in a mob of people at Sacre Coeur and there is an attack… oh no” but it turns out it was the start of a very brilliant fireworks show. And unfortunately, I have no pictures because I didn't bring my camera. Sorry.

All in all Saturday was a lovely evening. Today has been lovely, too. My family has been and will be out of the house all day doing scouts (boy and girl scouts are one single organization here)!! I watched Rasta Rockett (the French title of Cool Runnings) while I made lunch. The day is bright and cool so I’m contemplating a run later. Good bye dear friends! Have a good week!!