Don writing. We arose on Monday, albeit virtually hungover, from the great time we had at the Tour de France yesterday. Still, Holly had plans and we were off and running by 10 am. We were in search for the perfect Croissant in Paris. This proved to be a hard task as we traveled on subway, hunting down side streets for named bakeries on Holly's list. Unfortunately, the French pastry chefs seem to be enjoying vacation, all at the same time! Holly was undaunted and the search continued.
Visited the Pompidou Museum. Excellent layout and one where I never felt crowded by my fellow art aficionados. Ben proclaimed it his favorite.
On to lunch at Frenchie To Go. Excellent hole in the wall with stellar sandwiches (I had roasted chicken), fish & chips (Ben & Holly), and pulled pork (Max). It was a welcome change from all the heavy 3 course French meals we have been eating.
After lunch, we headed to my favorite mecca, E Dehillerin. The kitchen supply store is over 190 years old and is incredible. Sur La Table, William Sonoma, etc.-- whatever. E Dehillerin is the place. I did my part in helping the French economy, and look forward to using some of the tools that I bought!
We walked around in the neighborhood after, then decided to walk over to the 1st arrondissement for ice cream at Berthillion. Then, we had got side tracked.
As we crossed the bridge over towards the ice cream shop, a gust of wind ripped Max's Tour de France bucket hat off his head. We all attempted to dive for the hat, but all in vain as we watched it fly into the disgusting Seine River. I decided to go down to the river and wait for it to hopefully get close to the steep river bank where I could snatch it. Max wanted to jump in, but this would have left him with diseases and shards of glass in his feet. Eventually with some patience, the hat got close enough to the slippery steep bank where I could reach it with a stick. I thought for sure I was going to go into the river. Alas, the bucket hat was saved and cheers from the onlookers were heard. Now, we continued on to have some tasty ice cream, and a hand washing.
For dinner, we ate at Chameleon. Perfect. Definitely, in my opinion, the best of the current restaurants in Paris. Every plate was licked clean. Unpretentious service, top notch food, and great dining room made it one of my favorites. Appetizers -- pork belly, sweetbreads, and octopus. Main -- pigeon, veal sirloin, line caught fish. Dessert --- citrus with meringue, cherries with chocolate.
The conversation always seemed to veer back to the bucket hat...
After lunch, we headed to my favorite mecca, E Dehillerin. The kitchen supply store is over 190 years old and is incredible. Sur La Table, William Sonoma, etc.-- whatever. E Dehillerin is the place. I did my part in helping the French economy, and look forward to using some of the tools that I bought!
We walked around in the neighborhood after, then decided to walk over to the 1st arrondissement for ice cream at Berthillion. Then, we had got side tracked.
As we crossed the bridge over towards the ice cream shop, a gust of wind ripped Max's Tour de France bucket hat off his head. We all attempted to dive for the hat, but all in vain as we watched it fly into the disgusting Seine River. I decided to go down to the river and wait for it to hopefully get close to the steep river bank where I could snatch it. Max wanted to jump in, but this would have left him with diseases and shards of glass in his feet. Eventually with some patience, the hat got close enough to the slippery steep bank where I could reach it with a stick. I thought for sure I was going to go into the river. Alas, the bucket hat was saved and cheers from the onlookers were heard. Now, we continued on to have some tasty ice cream, and a hand washing.
For dinner, we ate at Chameleon. Perfect. Definitely, in my opinion, the best of the current restaurants in Paris. Every plate was licked clean. Unpretentious service, top notch food, and great dining room made it one of my favorites. Appetizers -- pork belly, sweetbreads, and octopus. Main -- pigeon, veal sirloin, line caught fish. Dessert --- citrus with meringue, cherries with chocolate.
The conversation always seemed to veer back to the bucket hat...
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| bucket hat and Ben |
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| So close, yet so far. Seine River is toxic! |
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