My father took these photographs while we in France last month. This is in a restaurant in Albi, near to my parents’ home. This is my daughter Catherine, who is four, and who is displaying a gratifyingly Epicurean streak. Good to the last drop, or dollop.
Update: my mother has written to tell me, somewhat indignantly, that she was the one who took the photos, thank you very much. She also says that the music is rubbish, and they are working on adding something appropriate Gallic. I can hardly wait.
Latest Update: same movie, new soundtrack with added French flare. Allegedly.