It’s been a year! I’ve sometimes thought about writing, but my personal laptop is on its last legs, and then you know how it is. Month after month passes, and then suddenly you have not seen your friend for two years even though you’ve both gotten the Covid vaccination and booster and you used to see each other every week for lunch, and then another variant arrives on the scene and it’s below freezing outside and you’re working from home and go out much less frequently in the evenings and you video chat once in a while instead..
But I seem to have gotten off track.
Maybe today was the day I came back to write because I bought a galette des rois, and my last post was a year ago, about my research and purchase of galette des rois in the U.S. The price at the bakery I bought it at last year went up– like many food items and services have since the pandemic started– so I called my second choice. They are operating on limited staff and limited hours and were closed until later this week. Their galette is only a dollar less, so I bit the bullet and went to the same bakery I went to last year.
Oh, those Januarys in Paris when I ate galettes all month, from all over the city, for several euros each. They were abundant.
But I’m glad I had those adventures when I did, and that I was closer to my original home during the pandemic. Last year my adventures were more local, and all road trips. I had a few moments of that feeling I get when wandering a new city while traveling. Sometimes that feeling wasn’t even in a new city, but on streets I had never been before. I felt it when walking from Cambridge to Harvard Square with my bf and coming across a purple house with painted signs all over the fence and building and strange sounds coming out of it. And when I was delighted by a simple cheese tasting at a goat farm in upstate New York. And when my mom and I happened to be at the right place at the right time for a kite festival at the beach.
Like most people who blog, writing helps me see things in new ways, weave a tale from a specific angle, and reflect on experiences in a clearer way than in my mind, which sometimes goes in many directions at once. I love reading others’ writings too. All that has given me a yearning to come back. With additional inspiration from the galette des rois!