Tonight we had the I. For dinner. It was a dinner to thank them for all they are doing to help us with the house, and in particular with the cats and the kittens. I wanted to cook for them French familial food, things that they wouldn't have in restaurants. And the market was perfectly in sync with what I had in mind. So I spent a large part of the afternoon cooking: baguettes of course, a pissaladiere, stuffed vegetables my grandmother's way, capsicum and tume my mother's way, and neroli sable to accompany some fresh fruits. So the lunch was rather simple: chicken balls, cucumber and radish with miso and rice.