Part 20. Oh. Mon. Dieu.
What triggers Louis Catorze more than a room with Michelin-starred hot-smoked salmon in it? A room WITHOUT Michelin-starred hot-smoked salmon in it, it seems.
Now that our mealtimes have been irreparably ruined, we are forced to shut ourselves away if we want to eat fish. Catorze screams and batters at the door like an angry poltergeist, making us bolt our meal down at lightning speed. However, both this AND the indigestion that ensues are still better than trying to eat with him in the same room.
After we’ve finished, we let him in. A foolproof plan, non?
Well … non. A room that smells of hot-smoked salmon yet doesn’t appear to contain any – phantom salmon, if you will – is a zillion times more frustrating than seeing the salmon but not being allowed to have any.
Apologies for the state of the room. But I’ll live with everyone witnessing my slatternliness, just to be able to show the world what happens when Catorze enters a room that once had hot-salmon in it, but doesn’t anymore:
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