Each day, I am exposed to so many new things...new ways...new ideas...new flavors...new situations. I wonder, if I am making any difference in the lives of others or simply I am the one being changed. However, the other day, I prepared scrambled eggs for my host. My host was not familiar with this style of cooking, but requested that I scramble them a second day, as well, of course with goat milk, topped with goat cheese. We drank rhubarb juice for breakfast...and goat's milk, too! Tomorrow's menu is frog legs and snails...no I am not kidding!
On one occasion, we were traveling and picked up a hitchhiker. I was rather taken back by this move. My host stated that it was the right thing to do. The weathered woman we picked up had limited education and means but was quite grateful. I could not understand her French; I could see it in her eyes. Again, I am being changed.
Last night, I ate octopus for dinner. Anytime, I wonder if I should try something, my host asks me, "You came to learn about French culture, didn't you?"
Yes, this is octopus!
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