Being in Paris and hearing the beauty of French all around my ears renewed my interest in speaking it better. I had about eight years of classes when I was in school, but somehow managed to come away from that intensive study able to speak well but not understand much.
Lucky for me, one of my flatmates is French and indulges me by speaking French with me on Tuesdays. Every so often, he gives me lessons on slang, or l’argo.
I particularly enjoy the expression “les carrottes son cuites,” meaning “the carrots are cooked,” or “what’s done is done.”