For those of you who know me, you know I'm a fairly easy-going, fun-loving person. Laughing and smiling come easy to me, even at work. But those things are quite discouraged at the Paris pastry shop where I'm an intern.
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This week I was rolling in the dough, but unfortunately not the crisp, green kind with presidents on it. I'm an unpaid intern for the next three months so I won't be seeing any of that for a while. But my third week at an amazing Paris pastry shop landed me in a prime spot with the dough team.
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I'm here to tell you, chocolate is messy. This week I think you'll find I had a very enviable job.
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It's springtime in Paris. The birds are singing, the sun has started shining, and love is in the air. So why is it that I'm blue?
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My first day at a famous Paris pastry shop has come and gone. As I journeyed home on the train, I could only think one thing: I’ve joined the Army.
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