Peace, Love, and Crepes

We spent the day touring Versailles. If you've never been, avert your eyes because this post includes spoilers. 

*whispers* There is a lot of gold, floral prints and brocade. Also excess. *end whispers*

To me, the gardens were the most beautiful part. I would love to have elaborate gardens with the occasional well-placed scary dragon fish or naked lady. But alas, Minneapolis city ordinances forbid it. Plus I hate to weed. 

Afterwards, we wandered away from the grounds and ran into a crêperie and had to stop. (Partly because we hadn't yet had crêpes and partly because I was so tired that the alternative involved me sleeping on a park bench.)

The sign read "Peace, love, and crêpes." What could be better than that? 

The crêpes, of course.

The kids had this kind. The parents split a dark chocolate one.