There’s no place like home, even though jet lag is getting the best of me as I type this. It feels good to be back, but I left Paris yesterday in tears feeling a little sad that my trip had come to an end and that I had to leave my friends. Before I left Paris for Fez, Cassi and Franck had a dinner party at their place that was totally epic. Crabs, oysters, clams, the best bread I’ve ever had, burrata, veggies, strawberries, and gelato. All of that deliciousness plus good friends and good wine will be burned in my brain forever.