So today on dropping the kids off at school, it was -5C by the way, I was invited by my friend Caroline to coffee at the local restaurant. The only one open in November because the whole town is closed and resting before ski season. So I entered the bar and was met by 10 women and 1 man. It went ok, I speak pretty good French now so it wasn't that but the locals here, and most of them aren't even born here, do not speak to foreigners, but I felt uncomfortable anyway. The man was particularly rude then I found out he was from Paris so that goes without saying. It takes a lot to move to a foreign country, speak there language, respect their ways but maybe it takes alot for them to accept a foreigner moving in on their turf, feels that way I must say.
Coffee in France usually costs between 1 and 3 euros and you require about 3 if you are from anywhere else other than Europe. It is tiny, bitter, very dark, and has a fabulous mousse on the top, it tastes decadent and delicious and I urge you to drink it black even if you need sugar, milk spoils the whole cafe thing. You won't catch the French walking around with a travell mug of coffee or even drinking out of a mug, NOPE the older and cracked the cup the better.
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