Friday, May 2, 2008

On the Road Again

Tuesday evening I was chatting away with Jenn on the phone when she mentioned that she would be making a little road trip to visit dear Doc of 10, rue de la Charme on May 1st, France's own Labor Day. She wondered if I would be up for joining her on the road for a little adventure and lots of laughter... The clincher to the deal, of course, was that my boyfriend would have the opportunity to knock himself out playing tennis with her husband, while I could goof away the day guilt-free with my pal Jenn. So everyone would come out happy!

And what a day -- full of more silliness and tummy-clutching laughter than I ever could have imagined -- and I'm tellin' ya, I think the baby got a little exercise in there as a result! Armed with what we thought would be a fistful of fun music to keep us company (which fell short as for some reason the car's CD player was on the fritz... Mr. C?!), as well as lots of bottled water, we hit the road fairly bright and early, chattering away for the first half of the trip. I thought the car would put me to sleep, as it tends to do more and more these days, but for some reason I was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed yesterday morning, in spite of the lack of caffeine beforehand. My mood really varies from one day to the next!

After locating Doc, the three of us piled into the local brasserie/restaurant, pretty much the only place open on that hallowed workers' day off, and wound up spending the next three hours laughing until tears rolled down our cheeks. I seriously thought the baby might wonder what the heck was going on, because just the day before I had been falling asleep with exhaustion after returning home from work, and here I was guffawing while downing enormous garlic-infused shrimp and glass after glass of -- yes, that's right, water! [What did you think? That I was downing WINE while pregnant? I'm not THAT French, my friends...]

One of the highlights of the afternoon came in the form of the following exchange, which I have faithfully reproduced for your entertainment. Now, just imagine the scene: seated around an ordinary café table are us three gals from North America, drawing all kinds of stares from the local village Frenchies because of our raucous laughter and more than likely the ENGLISH we were speaking... We've just finished our main dishes and, while trying to disguise the hilarity our burping older neighbor is causing us (seriously, you'd think he was having a competition back there, all by his lonesome!), are contemplating the dessert menu. These days dessert pretty much consists of one word for me: C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E, so I was leaning towards a chocolat liegeois, as ice cream was a definite requirement as well. When Doc said she was going to order another particular ice cream speciality of the house, I took a closer look at the menu and realized I might be missing out...

Doc: Yeah, I'm gonna go with the *****.

Me: The *****? Hmm, what's in that? [Looking down I see that not only is there chocolate in that concoction, but coconut as well...] Oooo, I'm going to have to have one of those too!

Jenn: That'll make it three.

Me: Trois *****!! Wait -- who's going to order that?!

[We fall all over ourselves once again as we realize the awkwardness of the order and how pathetically hilarious it sounds... Trust me, at this point it didn't take much to send us into fits of laughter -- we're seriously lucky they didn't kick us out for rowdiness!]

Doc: Seriously, you do the honors!

Me: No way! I couldn't even get that out if I tried!

Jenn: [between gasps] Come on, you know you want to!

Just then, the waitress came over to take our dessert order.

Waitress: Et qu'est-ce qui vous ferait plaisir, mesdames ?

[Ah, the choice of phrasing -- of course! We all looked at each other, completely incapable of holding back the laughter -- I swallowed hard and knew I couldn't get it out without making a complete fool out of myself...]

[....]

(The waitress continued to stare down at us patiently yet uncomprehendingly.)

Doc: Trois africaines, s'il vous plaît. [Through gritted teeth -- and then turning to me.] Wimp!!

[Cue laughter once again...]

We gobbled those babies up in mere seconds, and even now I'm regretting not getting a photo of those bowls of perfection...

* Disclaimer: No offense was intended by this exchange! I know it's not exactly PC, but you have to admit it would be funny for ANYONE to have to make such an order in a restaurant!*

11 comments:

Samantha said...

Dude!! SO jealous of your mini-road trip. And that is too funny - reminds me of the time I told one of my clients that "les pieds noirs" (a part for the machine) weren't any good and that he should throw them out. That led to a really awkward pause and then a lot of laughter!!

jchevais said...

I'm so glad that you could come.

What would I do without you? That road trip would have been 6 hours of road without you. Instead it was almost thelma and louise-esque... only there was no brad pitt character for you to get it on with....

Coz of course, as the only one who could drive a stick shift, I was Louise.

One of these days dude, I'm really going to have to teach you how to drive a stick shift....

Milk Jam said...

yea!!! girly road trips! gotta love 'em! glad you guys had fun, sounds like a real adventure :-)

Anne in Oxfordshire said...

What fun!!!! Sounds like you had a brilliant time...I love girly days!!!

jj said...

Sounds SO fun! And laughter is good for you, too - hope the good times continue!

amy said...

I enjoyed reading about your girls trip, and seeing the gorgeous photo of you in your flickr page! You look wonderful, such an adorable haircut too. I'll just have to imagine what that dessert looked like...

jchevais said...

Let's see... a couple of scoops of ice cream... some whipped cream and a "cigarette russe".

Obscene. Trust me.

Betty C. said...

How fun to meet up with fellow bloggers. I just had the same type of experience -- well, I met up with one anyway -- and we had a great time.

The Duchess said...

Sounds like you all had a great time! I've been laughed at a few times in our local cafe for asking for un grand noir.....

maitresse said...

sounds so fun! wish I could have been along for the ride!

Marianne said...

This sounds lovely, very intrigued about the delicious puddings!