I know. Third post today.

Living in a house with 4 to 6 French people is going to turn out to be very interesting.  (It's normally 4, but yesterday/today there is also Julien and Stephanie.)   The family is going to a wedding today and they told me I could go next door and eat dinner with Anne and her host family.  I guess Anne is going to call me or something when it's dinner time. I don't really know. However, I did go down and have lunch with them today (I don't really know what it was. There was a salad, and then there was a creamy baked dish that tasted like it had fish and potatoes. It may take a while to get used to the way they dress their salads but the potato thing was good).  There was a lot of arguing and talking angrily. I'm not entirely sure what it was all about, something about Paul taking the car, and other stuff too but that's about the extent of my knowledge.


Now, French food is really good, but it's so limited in flavor range. I guess that's why I like American food. We don't really have our own food. We have tons of things from other cultures. Like Chinese food, and Mexican food, and Italian food, etc.  I mean, none of it is the authentic original thing but it's still so varied.  I'm seriously craving some varying flavors. Like orange chicken or enchiladas. Something with a strong distinct flavor, no?


So... If someone wants to send me a huge box of Chinese take-out and a case of Dr Pepper, I'd be cool with that. As long as it'll be fresh when it gets here. (Like, orange chicken and sweet-and-sour pork and Mongolian beef and hot-and-sour soup and chow mein and lots of rice and anything you like, too.)