chez papa

Tonight we (Alison, Madison, Malone (Madison's sister who is her for her spring break) and myself) went to Chez Papa. It's a restaurant that specializes in south-western French food. I had NO idea they ate huge portions in the south-west of France and after getting buddy-buddy with our waiter I asked for a DOGGY BAG. That's probably the biggest French faux pas but up until this point I had never been served so much food that I couldn't finish. Which made me realize, the French are excellent about serving the perfect portion, not too much and not too little, just perfect.

Alison + Malone + our crazy waiter

Alison + Malone

This was my salad, it consisted of not that many greens, 3 types of delicious cheese, lardon (which is sort of like bacon/ham, but not? it's hard to explain) and potatoes. Oh my lord, it was so filing and heavy and mmmmmm good.

Alison opted to try something new. She also ordered a salad but got the one with giblets (liver, heart, gizzard, and/or neck of fowl). I think her face sums up how she now feels about giblets:

These are what giblets look like: