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That should probably read “Ain’t no mountain of chestnut cream and crème de chantilly and meringue high enough.” For I have scaled the Mont Blanc and lived to tell the tale.

And behold, it was very good.

(Waiting for my bus. In front of the Louvre. Just think, after August I won’t get to say that anymore.)

Bisous,
Anne

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