For tonight's menu, we thought it smart to get into the french festivities so we went to see Napoleon, the exhibition at the NGV.
And then our original plan was to eat crepes in the city... however, plans go awry and you just gotta go with the flow... who knew that every french person in Melbourne would be at the NGV celebrating with Monsieur Bonaparte instead of in the kitchen of their tiny little creperie making crepes for me to eat... the gall of these people, indeed!
So, in frustration and hunger we drove home with some supermarket bought french-style cheeses and had a carpet picnic in the loungeroom at the Mews and watched the Masterchef marathon on tv.... great night.
Awesome night.
We even forgot to take pics of our picnic.
Oh well, c'est la vie...