Brunch at the crepe place in my neighborhood on Sunday left me daydreaming about opening a tiny French cafe, wearing a beret and a striped shirt, and riding a bike with a baguette in the basket to and from work. But alas, I would look ridiculous with no sexy French accent to make up for the beret.
It's Bastille Day on Wednesday, so they were celebrating early with decorations of red, white, and blue flags and feather boas. The proprietress came out at one point and offered a baguette giveaway for the right answer to a trivia question. Can you answer these questions without a lifeline or Google?
What is the capital of Burgundy? How many prisoners were released on Bastille day? How many stages are there in the Tour de France? When was the Eiffel Tower completed?
We were pitiful and couldn't answer them either. Finally she took pity on us and gave us a hint and a man at an adjacent table did the math quicker than us and got the free baguette.