{"id":652,"date":"2008-09-27T17:02:21","date_gmt":"2008-09-27T16:02:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=652"},"modified":"2008-09-27T17:02:21","modified_gmt":"2008-09-27T16:02:21","slug":"its-just-never-easy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/kaitlyn-marsue.net\/?p=652","title":{"rendered":"it&#8217;s just never easy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>\tWe&#8217;ve lived here just days short of two years, and it never gets any easier.  I mean, things that should be completely simple tasks turn out to be ordeals.  Always.<\/p>\n<p>\tI invited a friend and her two daughters over for dinner last night.  I ended up feeling so sick that I postponed it till tonight.  (Note to self: skip Chinese buffet at mall from now on.)   When I extended the invitation originally, I had plenty of food to back it up.  Then Bill added another friend and her two boys&#8230; and a trip for more food became necessary.  On Saturday.  The day from Hell at the stores here (because they aren&#8217;t open on Sunday.)  <\/p>\n<p>\tI&#8217;d planned on serving raclette, because I stopped at the cheese truck the other day at the smoked raclette looked good.  Yes, I buy cheese out of a truck.  Yes, I now look at French cheese and think some of it looks appealing.  For those who don&#8217;t know, raclette is a cheese that you melt then pour or scrape onto your plate of potatoes, bread and meats.    It&#8217;s fondue&#8217;s lesser-known cousin.   I&#8217;d bought a chunk of raclette for four people.   I needed more.<\/p>\n<p>\tBill suggested we go to Carrefour.  I&#8217;d rather walk on hot coals than go to Carrefour on Saturday.  I said we could get everything we needed at the market that specializes in fruits and veggies.  We got there and Bill stayed in the car with Kaitlyn while she napped.  I walked in and couldn&#8217;t believe what I saw.   There were so many people you could barely get up to the produce to stuff it in your plastic bags.  Even worse:  the cheese aisle did not include any raclette.  Not one tiny morsel.  <\/p>\n<p>\tAnnoyed, I got back in the car and announced we&#8217;d have to stop at the fromagerie (cheese shop) in Uriage.  He&#8217;s overpriced, but he&#8217;ll have it.  Bill dropped me off, I walked in and couldn&#8217;t believe what I saw.   He had a sign on the door saying he&#8217;s going on vacation from Monday till the end of October&#8230; and inside he had two wheels of cheese left.   Stinky cheese with a crust of mold that looked impenetrable.  No raclette.<\/p>\n<p>\tNow I was beyond annoyed.  People were set to arrive in two hours.  Had we just gone to Carrefour, we&#8217;d have had everything done already.   I hate to admit that.  So I stomped down the street to the Petit Casino (small grocery store&#8230; bigger than a 7\/11 but only by a smidge) and bought two packs of pre-packaged, pre-sliced raclette.  I could have just gone to the stupid Petit Casino and gotten everything I&#8217;d ended up buying.  <\/p>\n<p>\tIt was a good thing I did buy the extra.  We plowed through what we had.  You&#8217;d think none of us had eaten in a week.  What can I say?  Raclette is good.  And the raclette from the cheese truck&#8230; is better.  I gotta figure out where that guy takes his truck on Saturdays.    <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We&#8217;ve lived here just days short of two years, and it never gets any easier. I mean, things that should be completely simple tasks turn out to be ordeals. Always. I invited a friend and her two daughters over for dinner last night. I ended up feeling so sick that I postponed it till tonight. 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