One of the nice things about France has always been their approach to eating. They sit, enjoy and savor finely prepared foods (even if that food is a goddamn snail). In moderation.
I’ve seen that trend fading with the preponderance of fast food places and prepared foods at the grocery store (which I like to pretend are geared towards american tourists, even though logic tells me otherwise).
But I’m sorry, a crepe on stick? Yes, this was at an outdoor festival of food. I’m sure it’s lovely to be able to stroll around with one hand free while eating a crepe, but this just isn’t right.
Jeez, the next thing you know they’ll be making camembert-whiz and drinking wine out of berets.
photo of wine cap from www.likecool.com.