Dinner was served. It was great. Left over eggplant with garlic, Roquefort stuffed celery, left over green beans, cheese, wine (3 glasses) and fruit tarts. After that tensions ran high because people started gathering at the house across from us for a congratulatory party. The son of the people who lived in the house had just graduated from chef school and was going to work in Montpellier (very hard to get a job as a chef there I am told as it is one of the most famous French cuisine areas in France). Everyone rushing shit off the table, Muriel's mother in a panic because we were discussing Rudy most of which I couldn't understand. I'm guessing they were late. People continued to gather...