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We had a good time at the restaurant

Bloody jet lag. I fell asleep at 8.30pm and woke up at 2.30am. I have been patiently waiting for the Starbucks around the corner to open at 5.30am. Things are always far easier with a coffee. They even remembered my Starbucks name, Julia (Muriel is far too complicated). That’s it, I am Julia at the corner of 6th Avenue and 57th street.

The weather in New York is just great: warm, but not too warm. It feels completely natural to be here. 
We had lunch with an university friend in a Belgian restaurant and it was good to catch up. I had the best mussels ever (‘moules frites’). Why do I have to come to New York to eat Belgian food?
For some reason I feel right at home here. Maybe I have just become an international citizen. Well, a French one obviously…
I went to the local supermarket to buy some essentials. An American lady was behind me, at the till. She was looking at me in a funny way. 
Then she said:
“- I feel like I have seen you somewhere. Have you been on TV?”
In the flesh I am quite shy. She might have mistaken me for someone else or she might have read me.”
I just smiled back and said.
‘ No, never been on TV. Have a great evening!’
What do you think? I would like to believe she knew me from this blog but somehow it must be some sort of mistake…
Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London