There were no eclairs to be had at the Cafe de Paris. So, instead of buying a cake mix and a tub of frosting or the ingredients to make a cake from scratch, I splurged on a "Dulce du Leche mousse" cake. It was just sitting there, waiting for me, like it knew I was coming. I was unable to resist. I hope it tastes as good as it looks and sounds.
Still with the busywork. But there's also soulbaring over email and an interesting new possibility in the accomodation search, so I'm feeling pretty good on the whole.