“This isn’t what I ordered” Paul said to me the other night, as the waiter placed his pizza in front of him.
Looking at it, I knew it was a pizza that we wouldn’t have ordered, because it had big chunks of fatty sausage on it, something that he wouldn’t eat. “Tell the guy this isn’t what I ordered,” he continued.
Now, I know enough French to get around, but “This isn’t what my friend ordered” is not part of every day chit chat.
Paul, getting a waiter’s attention, finally made it understood that the pizza in front of him was not the one he had ordered. The waiter politely brought him a menu and showed him that the pizza matched the one he had ordered exactly. “But it’s not the same as the one I ordered last week!” He expressed to me in an exasperated tone. Finally, the waiter took a new order from him and brought him a new pizza – a 4 cheese one instead of the spicy one he had ordered.
When we left the restaurant, I looked at the menu that was posted outside. Turns out the pizza he wanted and the pizza he ordered were two totally different things!
Nice head.
Anyway, we got up this morning and there was this beautiful and large 3 mast cruise ship in the harbour. It’s one of those ones that cruises the Mediterranean with only about 25 couples. Sigh, what a nice idea!
Today’s slice of Menton comes from the pretty square surrounding the city hall. Really gives you more of a sense of Italy than France. As we strolled there, we passed this really great old Citroën truck that looks like its right out of the 1940's -more like a tank than a van. I like how I was able to catch the reflection the building across from it in the windshield.
Another gorgeous day, by the way.
The last photo today is for Anita – I know she knows the McCain’s – here we are in the land of the frite – and in the frozen food section of the grocery store are McCain’s frozen fries!
The world needs more Canada.
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