In my attempt to change it up yesterday, I went to one of these “garden of fruit” type restaurants that offers smoothies (big in Paris right now), salads and lo-cal plates. It looked fresh and interesting and was exactly the food I’ve been craving.
But leave it up to me and my paltry French language skills to botch it up. I thought I ordered a nice big salad, topped with smoked salmon. Light, healthy dee-lish.
Somehow I managed to order a salmon and egg club sandwich with fries.