The longest meal ever recorded

Yesterday night, I went out with Beatrice to her friends house for dinner. I was hesitant to go for many reasons. I'll list a few: 1. the french eat late 2. I would have to speak french 3. the french eat late. 4. I would have to speak french.
I told her I was hesitant because its difficult for me to keep up with a lot of conversation and I get REALLY embarrassed trying to conjugate verbs and getting overwhelmed and such. But she told me not to worry and called her friend to say i was coming.
We left at 6:30 p.m. and drove to a flower shop. This shop was ADORABLE. I wish I had my camera because it was SO cute. But oh well. We then continued to her friends house who lived in another town. This friend is an old friend of Beatrice's, they met in grade school!
We got there and I was kinda nervous but the family was so nice. Their house was sickkk! One thing that I've learned to love is the color french blue. In the future, my front door will be french blue and so will my kitchen. No exceptions.
Anyway, this family was uber modern, especially in comparison to my old family. They had one daughter, Clemence, who was really nice. The father liked to poke fun at me ALOT, but it was all for a joke, and we ended up making him speak english so I could laugh at him instead. We had aperitifs for almost TWO HOURS. We sat down a little before 9 for our starter, which was scallops. I've never had this before but it was good! We then sat and talked forever before they even got up to make the main dish. They had duck and I just had the side dish- a celery and potato puree... DELICIOUS. We then talked forever again and a little after 10, they got up to get the cheese. The cheese sat there forever before they realized they needed a knife. We then waited until 11 to have dessert. At this point I was like come on come on come on, but then it was tea time! Duh! We finally left at 12:15 AM.
It was a long night, but I did enjoy myself. I noticed I was mentally EXHAUSTED at the end, and kinda started to mentally drift off... but I had fun! The daughter goes to high-school in Tours, and although she doesn't know my old host sister, she's going to ask around. They were very sympathetic to my old situation and felt awful. I was talking being like, "Poor me, right?"
But all in all, I HAVE to say, I am no longer counting down the days until I leave. Living in the new house, my days pass quickly and enjoyably. I loveeee it here.
Today I have tried to cultivate my growing interest in cooking. I woke up lateee and went for a long run. When i came home, Beatrice was in the kitchen about to make a quiche. I sat there and was watching her when she asked if I wanted to join.
Yesss, my french cooking begins again. I was in charge of scrambling the egg yolks and adding the cream. And why yes, I did spill it all over the counter top. But I cleaned it up and continued my duties. Beatrice added the cheese and tomatoes and the quiche went into the oven. The smells that grew from that oven were DELICIOUS, I was dying in my bedroom waiting. Finally, when it was ready, I ate it so quickly I'm pretty sure I burned my tongue off. But it was sooo yummy.
In fact, it was so good, that when beatrice asked whether or not I wanted pasta for dinner or just the quiche I answered without a second thought.. QUICHE.
After dinner, I stole away into the kitchen for the recipe. Do Not Worry.
Waking up early tomorrow to catch a 7AM train to Paris to spend time with GMA!
Yayyyy