Merci beaucoup, all! I was eating my way through France, in the company of the hubbo and Daughter #1.
A few photos, perhaps? Here's my daughter hunting truffles in the Dordogne with the truffle master Monsieur Edouard and his dog Ti-Tuffe. Ti-Tuffe smells them in the ground (they smell like beets) and scratches at the ground. Then you take over with a little pick:
After, we ate the truffle shaved over some ravioli.
And here's me and the offspring in le Jardin de Luxembourg, Paris. I'm the one with the gray hair.
