#french...

Mère : "Qui est-ce qui a fait tombé le vase ?!"

Gosse : "La gravité."

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Bené's ex boyfriend is visiting from France. Today he walked to Port Moselle (personally I find this absolutely impressive, because the heat has been sweltering lately, and just being outdoors is enough to kill me, much less walk for an hour) to buy some seafood to cook for us. He came back with some fish for our dinner, and some prawns for his own lunch. He was peeling them when he offered A a piece. A asked, "aren't you going to cook them first???" Turns out that in France, people are used to already cooked prawns. So Nico didn't know he had to cook them before eating.

But I said it's cool, cause it can be sashimi style. A says, but aren't they usually cooked? I said nah, they can be eaten raw. He insists, yeah but the ones with the rice and the leaf is usually cooked. What leaf, I ask, puzzled. He was actually referring to the seaweed. I burst out in laughter and he got a little offended. Pfft. 

We were driving on a highway in Noumea when A said, “Only here you will find people working on the highway”. Of course that in itself was peculiar enough for me, and I thought he saw a pushcart of someone selling litchis or other fruits. So when I asked him where, he pointed out to a guy walking by the side.