Crêpe Night at Jean Paul's

After a long day of classes from 12-6 in varying locations around Paris, I was tired and grumpy come dinner time. But when I walked into the kitchen, all became right with the world. Last night was crêpe night at Jean Paul's. First we had savory crêpes. Then we had sweet crêpes. Then we had fruits. It was heavenly.

I also starting telling Jean Paul about Amsterdam, and when I told him about the Van Gogh museum he got really excited. I told him about the Gauguin exhibition, and he told me he had filmed a documentary about Gauguin (of course). He told me about Van Gogh's problems, and how his depression was worsened by the amount of absinthe he was drinking. Then he went into the other room, grabbed a bottle of absinthe, and showed me how to prepare it, with the sugar and water and everything. Then he told me to try it!! It tasted like licorice...

So anyways, a tough day at "la fac," quickly turned into crêpe and absinthe night at Jean Paul's. I <3 Paris for it.