On my first day in Le Paris… I decide to eat. I pop into this cute corner café. It had both French and English written on its menu; so, I thought, “It’s all good.” Beckoned the waiter after I had decided. Of course! He speaks only French! I don’t even try out my meagre French vocab. I just humbly point at croque monsieur on the … Continue reading A Croque Monsieur et Moi