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.
Our final lunch was a quick crepe ordered from a window in Montmarte. Ham
and cheese just seems to taste better when wrapped in a light crepe.
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