Suzanne à Grenoble

It’s been so long since I’ve posted that I doubt I have any readers left (except for my parents—they’d read my blog even if I didn’t exist anymore).

Well, I’m in Chicago with Mom and Dad. Catching up on TV reruns and enjoying the fancy life. Having a washing machine AND drier, air conditioning, and my own bathroom are just a couple of the, shall we say accoutrements that I’ve been privy to this week. And I hate to sound uncultured, but I absolutely LOVE American coffee. Bizarre, huh? Everyone seems to believe that European coffee is the “real” deal, but I found it too bitter and strong (not to mention that all coffee beans probably come from the same places, none of which include Europe or the US). The kind my mom buys—admittedly fancier than run-of-the-mill American coffee brands—just tastes so rich and palatable. All of this stuff is stuff I could live without, to be sure. But that doesn’t stop me from taking advantage of it all. At least for a little while.

P.S. I took the Ice Cream quiz on Lauren's blog and look what I found out (Lauren, we're compatible with each other!):

You Are Strawberry Ice Cream

A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core. You often find yourself on the outside looking in. Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works. You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream.