ribbit ribbit

   As proof to my earlier claim of doing away with my picky eating habits, this post will be about the devoration of frogs! 

   I've been in France for over six months but in my new family for only a few weeks. Frustratingly, there are things that they would have liked introduce me to but that I had already discovered. (Ie, snails, cheese, vineyards, French music) Frogs, however are not on that list. 

   Grenouille is not something that the French eat very often. My host family wanted me to make that clear! It's quite a special meal. And only prepared for a few weeks in March. I went out to a restaurant in my town to try them for myself. 

   We picked a night when my younger host sister had other plans because she doesn't like frog. And my older host sister ordered pizza. Although neither of the two have tried it! But who am I kidding, if this restaurant had been in Maryland and I had been with my parents, I would have ordered pizza too. Being away from home does something to you I tell you! It's like when my mom used to ask me how come I ate the carrots my friend's mom prepared but not her's. 

   We had a great time. My host parents are good friends with the restaurants owners. They stayed until 1:30 am talking with them while I walked home with my host sister. 

   My host dad told me about his birthday dinner, that they ate at that same place. By the end of the night, they had pushed all the tables in the restaurant together. What started as a small family dinner ended with a large part of the town. I can see why they like living in the country. 

Ribbit Ribbit 

Yum Yum 

I was definitely very hesitant at first. But once I got over the fact that I was touching the legs of a frog, it was delicious.