Monday Moods: I feel... stuffed.

After looking over my pictures from the last month's trips,
it's obvious I'm a oratory learner.

As in, I experience/learn through shoving food into my pie hole.

How can you understand Greek gods
until you feast on divine street food?

When in Rome, eat as the Romans do.

Paris, the city of bites.

Let's review shall we?

For only €2.50, get a chicken souvlaki pita. Or two. What the heck. You'll only regret it if you don't.
Seriously, these were my favorite part of our Greek cruise. Seriously.

Imagine an ice cream shop, but with greek yoghurt instead.
Now imagine me crying with love.
This place is Fresko, right below the Acropolis. Fantastic service & yoghurt.

Obviously, growing up in Texas I am quite familiar with Tex-Mex.
However, it's always nice to take a refresher course at Mi Cocina. 

Pastries are to Paris what Kate Middleton is to the monarchy.
(a.k.a. the sweetest & most approachable part)
I typically stick to everything chocolate, but have you tried the apricot tarts?
Oh my. Think peaches. Or don't think. Just eat one.

In Paris, there is an entire street in Le Marais named "Falafel Alley."
Which didn't mean anything to me until I put one in my mouth.
For €5, I had a meal that left me stuffed and delirious. They are seriously that good.

But like it always goes...
all good things must come to an end.

One month later,
my jeans feel tight,
and I'm honestly quite uncomfortable
feeling my stomach push into my waistband.

But it was so worth it.

What's something amazing that you've eaten
somewhere special that's left you drooling?
{...and happily chubbier!}

*all images original to Aspiring Kennedy