Dining out in Paris can be very daunting unless you know French or are with others that do. Because our friend Kyaw is such a good cook, we only had to worry about eating out for lunch and both he and Jeff were with us. On Friday afternoon we ate a late lunch before going to the grocery store at Paul. Paul is a bakery/sandwich place that serves fast, fresh and wholesome food. This is the same type of food you find all over Paris and in Italy. Unfortunately you get mostly unhealthy fast food in the states. I realize there are exceptions, but wouldn’t it be nice to find a place like Paul on every corner as opposed to McDonald's or Burger King? Paul is a chain in Paris and the sandwiches were very good. I had a tasty Caprese on olive bread, it was so good.
Saturday we dined at the Marche des Enfants Rouges with Jeff, Kyaw, Michael and Celine. After our horrifying crepe maker viewing it was nice to sit at an umbrella covered table at a little French Cafe. We shared it for a while with another couple because sitting was at a premium. The food was very good and the company was awesome. I had a meal that consisted of a sausage, mashed potatoes and a salad with a really good French brown beer. Dan and Celine had an incredible buckwheat pasta risotto. Both Michael and Kyaw ordered the venison roast, which looked wonderful, even though Celine referred to it as Bambi’s mother. Jeff had a special plate that consisted of sardines, onion soup, fennel and some other things I do not remember.
I’m not sure of the café’s name, it may be on that chalkboard, but not 100% sure.