Taco Night

We found tacos in Paris!

One of my favorite things about our new apartment is that we can finally have people over. It came furnished with plenty of plates and silverware to host large dinner parties. I’ve been craving Mexican food since I got here (totally headed to the my favorite taco truck as soon as I visit California again), so I had the girls over last weekend. We had homemade mojitos, horchata, guacamole, and too much dessert to handle.

Finding any specific Mexican ingredients is kind of difficult here in Paris. I had to go to a large grocery store beyond the city center to find hot sauce, taco shells, and jalapenos. America is much more convenient for things like grocery shopping, where you can get pretty much anything you need in one stop. Here I find myself running to at least 3 different stores to prepare one meal: one must stop at a boulangerie for the night’s baguette, the poissonnerie for fish or the boucherie for meat, and another market for produce. The quality of food is much better for the price, but it does take a lot longer to run errands. Oh, and pretty much all shops close on Sundays.

Beautiful blooms from Ana and wine from Laureen

I’m so glad Winter has officially ended. The sun is out longer and I can actually go running without feeling like my fingers will freeze off. Happy Spring!