My mom sent me this.
growing boxes. I put them in the freezer but a handfull got to join some pasta earlier tonight.
(People have a custom here in the countryside to just walk trough the (front) door wihtout knocking when they come over, which can be a bit funny if you happen to be trying out the tiny showgirls pants you just sew in front of the mirror. Which is next to the front door.)
(To see these in action head over to our Paris-themed club Pariisiklubi at Mascot this Saturday!)