10 January 2014 Finally Found the Fève

We’ve been whittling down our galette des rois all week and no sign of the fève that would confer kingship. (I used a bean as the fève and have been afraid all week that one of us had inadvertently swallowed it). But today, to our amazement, Sam and I each got a piece of the fève, making us joint queens. We’ll have to buy the galette for next year. “No big deal,” Sam said. “We know how to make it. But next year, let’s make a smaller galette.” There appears to be wisdom, even in half a fève.