after dinner sneeze

a lot of g says, t says

France Day 1

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t says: We’re in PARIS! We’ve never been, so this is super-exciting for us. Time for some photo-journaling:

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The view from our room at Bed and Breakfast Bouchardon.

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Lunch at Le Cepage in Montmartre began with Escargots (better than BLM, but not as good as Pierre’s) and French Onion Soup (darn tasty!)

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Salad x2 (mine had foie, and cured meat, and likely duck heart … So it was more meat than salad, and great!)

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So, when g and I walked into this dessert place, I greeted the woman with a “Bonjour!” and then, in French, asked if she understood English, to which she curtly responded “No”. But it wasn’t just “no”, it was like saying “no” in such a way as to imply giving someone the finger … Undeterred (i wanted pastry, damnit!) and suspicious that she knew plenty English, I proceeded to order the above “Trois Chocolats” in my horrible-terrible French, to which she responded “Just one?”. Aha! You were holding out! Well, at least the pastry was de-lish!

Dinner was at Cafe Constant in the 7th Arrondissement near the Eiffel Tower (it didn’t sparkle for us). As I ascended the stairs, I overheard a couple leaving while a waiter asked them what was wrong. They responded, “there are too many Americans!” … in perfect un-accented English … dressed exactly like every other American in the room … with a sense of hoity-toity holier-than-thou attitude that could only be American. Look: it’s Sunday night …. in the same district as the Eiffel Tower … at the affordable restaurant of a fairly renowned chef … so YES – there are going to be Americans there. 1) why are you copping an attitude with the wait staff -as if they can help who patronizes their restaurant . 2) those other Americans are quietly enjoying their vacation and pose no threat to the good food that you, too, could have enjoyed. 3) you are the reason why stubborn-pastry-lady hates Americans.

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The aftermath of an appetizer of deviled eggs and an oyster/salmon tartare that were both amazeballs as you can tell.

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I went for leg of lamb that looked fairly anemic (g insisted that it wasn’t lamb -the waiter gave me a “what are you -stupid?” look when I asked. But it was quite good. Best ever? Nah – needed more depth of lamb and herbs – but the texture was nice!

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But g was very impressed with her beef stew.

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Dessert was profiteroles with tons of warm chocolate and an almond salted caramel cream concoction.

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Written by afterdinnersneeze

17 March 2013 at 2:15pm

Posted in Happenings

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  1. Dad and I were cracking up reading this. Have a wonderful time

    Anonymous

    17 March 2013 at 2:33pm


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