In hindsight, that hip group of French people next to us on the beach that first day might not have been eating moules et frites from a few styrofoam take-out boxes. Maybe it was just plain old frites (but still Belgian!) It doesn’t matter, though. I was filled with envy, and decided that we would do the same.

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