This weekend my host family had their family over because they usually meet on Sunday's to eat lunch. I got to meet their son Pierre and daughter Lauren. Lauren brought her husband and two kids. They came up the stairs to find me and were confused when I wasn't in my room (I was in the bathroom brushing my hair listening to them). When the little girl opened the bathroom door she smiled - told her brother that she had found me - and grabbed my hand and told me lunch was ready. I loved talking to the both of them because little kids repeat themselves a lot and won't be bothered if you ask them to repeat themselves when you don't understand something. We started with cider and hors d'oeuvres in the "salon", moved to the kitchen to have salad, bread with butter, meat and carrots, spaghetti, bread and cheese, wine and a fruit salad, then moved back upstairs to eat cake and have coffee! Soooo much food I didn't even need dinner.

This is an example of the Villeroy dinnerwear that's everywhere in the house (my host father's family business).
This is an example of the Villeroy dinnerwear that's everywhere in the house (my host father's family business).

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