I was traveling with a girlfriend I barely knew, and we had been together two weeks of near-constant contact.. and had begun to wear a bit.

So, I went off for some alone time.

I found a restaurant with a poster in the front window of what looked like corned beef hash with poached eggs. I was a bit tired of euro-food and this looked like very American to me, so I went in.

I tried, in my best ‘6th grade French’ to order it. Pommes et boeuf et les oeuffs… and the waiter brought me a burger and fries.

I ate it.. but still.. had a hankering for the corned beef and eggs…. so I tried again… pommes et le boef et lez oeuffs sur la top of the corned beef.

The waiter, in a knowing way, said AHHHH …. and brought me another burger and fries.

Oh well. Now I know to point to the poster. The burgers were good. So was the time alone.