Another Week in Paris

This week started slowly and I tried to stave off my building anxiety about the state of world affairs with steaming bowls of comforting chicken soup, simmered for hours, and finished off with lots of noodles. There have been nightly hot-chocolates, overflowing with tiny marshmallows and even my husband has started to sneak chocolate from the stash in the fridge. In an effort to exert a little control over something I baked croissants, which was a terrible choice as croissants are always the ones in charge, but they allowed me a little grace and turned out ok. In positive news a friend let me know her future puppy was born so I’ve got that to look forward to.