I love walking home after a hard day of study. I like how crisp the air is, and the smell of grilled chestnuts sold by street vendors, and the way elegant Parisian women trot briskly in their heels. I go through some of my favorite bits of Paris, and I like noticing the small things, like the way a laundromat has its windows all steamed up, or the new Xmas decorations in the trees.
Next to my house is a candy floss stand. Candy floss happens to be what we call in French my péché mignon(my sweet sin: usually refers to food).Please note that we use the evocative name of "Daddy's beard" (Barbapapa) for this childish confection. Last night I felt very happy and carefree, so I thought I deserved to celebrate a nice walk home with spun sugar.
Before a long, internet-less weekend of hard studying, I wish everyone their favorite péché mignon in the days to come.
LA FEMME CITROUILLE
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