WHAT NOT TO EAT IN FRANCE
As I stretched my legs and body smiling with deepest satisfaction like I just won a trophy, I wondered what was making me all happy and rosy. It wasn't the early morning Paris atmosphere or my soft apartment bed; yes I did win a trophy last night and he was in the kitchen humming happily to himself. It all started last night. It was a friday night and I and the girls Mandy 28, married and Mena 25 single. We had been working our butts off with one of the most influential French oil companies and thought it was about time we took the night off. As we entered the loud filled up club my adrenaline kicked up. It was like I just wanted to loosen up and forget I had a big presentation the next day. I looked round; exactly what I needed; a club filled with handsome young french guys. 'I think this is a bad idea' Mandy started with a big frown on her face 'Seriously...Mena did you hear Mandy' I shouted trying to be audible in the noisy club 'Yes I did Quinn....wh...