I have, I think, dropped some "mild" hints that I did a lot of eating while in France. It is unavoidable. Truly. Around each corner a croissant is begging you to make love to it, wafting smells of pastries seep into the street air, the chinking sounds of china and silverware tempt you into cafes, and the dark, seductive displays of chocolate in perfectly clear windows call your name endlessly. You just can't avoid these things.
Here I include the many meals of France for your visual pleasure. Please, stop drooling on your keyboard.
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