day 67: I’m not sure why I’m on a France nostalgia post kick but here goes another one… one of my favorite things about Paris is that we would always walk by at least 3 grocery stores on the way home, making shopping for dinner an enjoyable daily activity. And while we were cooking we always had on hand a baguette and a wedge of brie to nibble on. The bread in LA is not as good, and neither is the brie… but I still love it.