Remember the pain au chocolat I had last week, inspired by Mrs Julia Child? As I was enjoying my French treat, I realized that it's kind of like the American equivalent of spaghetti. You don't agree? Pull up a chair and let's talk.
Everyone knows that on a date you don't order spaghetti. Eating spaghetti a big slurpy mess with flying red sauce. It's simply not date food - if you want a follow-up date, that is. (Fun sidenote here: My first date took me to Spaghetti Warehouse - but even then I knew better than to order it. )
I tried to eat my mid-morning pain au chocolat delicately, but its crispy, buttery layers coated my lips and flaked like snow down the front of my black sweater. Not a problem at home, where napkins and mirrors are easily available, but a bit of a problem sitting at my desk surrounded by co-workers. I became convinced my teeth were smeared with dark chocolate. Quelle horreur!
Lesson learned: Ladies, no pain au chocolat on a date. (Leave them for us old, married women!)
9 comments:
Good thing I'm an old married woman so I can eat them. Oh wait, there are no good bakeries and consequently no where to get a good pain au chocolat around here! You'll just have to have another one for me :)
Love you,
Kate
I was going to argue and say pain au chocolat is more like getting to have a Hot Now Krispy Kreme donut in the states, but after continuing to read, I do see your point:) However, Lady and the Tramp did teach me that speghetti on a date can be romantic if with the right guy-haha!
Here in Jacksonville, home of all things fried and barbequed, I stear clear of ordering hot wings. Whether I'm on a date or not, red wing sauce smeared around the mouth and dripping down to my elbows is not so becoming:)
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Hey, what about old married dudes? Can we eat them? I sure hope so PARCE QUE J'ADORE LE PAIN AU CHOCOLAT!!!!!!!!!
And we have a good bakery down here that has them, pretty close to the real thing, so Kate, come on dayown heah to Missippi for a petit dejeuner tres francais!
You know, some of the messiest food is the most delicious. That's just the way it is!
On our first date, Chris took me to the breakfast bar at Shoney's...how romantic is that? All that time I had thought if a guy ever took me out to eat, I would not want to look like a pig. But this guy takes me to an all-you-can-eater. Oh well, I guess he likes a girl who can eat (and cook)! Love at first bite?
Dear Kate,
Oh, I will!
Dear Erin,
I love hot wings, but didn't get any this last trip back, so next time eat at least one for me.
Dear Charles,
Pardon my forgetting you married dudes. Y'all dig in too. :)
Dear Meaghan,
I can't blame him too much. Back then Rome wasn't the fancy town it is now and choices were limited. As long as he doesn't still take you there all the time, I think you're ok.
- K
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Pain au chocolat! Ooh la la! C'est tres delicieux, je pense...surtout "crisp, buttery layers"..je suis jalouse!
C'est ne pas une horreur, c'est tres drole, this post :)
And as usual, Im hungry..I crave a chocolate croissant. THIS is what good writing does to you :)
Not that I ever went on many dates, but I always thought to myself that if I did, I would never order spaghetti. I could just see myself unconsciously slurping a noodle and then being mortified at my bad table manners.
I'm gonna need to know who this first date was-- I have a guess or two, but I'll need confirmation....
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