Last Dinner In Paris

 Sunday night, before leaving for Normandy in the morning, we went to a local bistro.  It was about a block from our hotel and had a lot of people there for a Sunday evening.  I had a carafe of rose wine; Andreas had a hamburger.  He was surprised by how good the fries were.  My dinner was a hamburger patty with an egg on top.  It was not overdone and tasted good.  The atmosphere was pleasant, if a bit loud from the table of (American) college students in the corner.