Out on the street... with cars and motorcycles coming toward us from all directions!
We walked around for a while, enjoyed reading the not-so-familiar French menus in front of restaurants, and decided to go with a small restaurant that served 3-course meals with dish selections that appealed to us the most.
I don't even remember the name of the restaurant, but it was country-istic and cozy, with the owner looking like Buddy Valastro of Cake Boss.
Anyhow, it was late in the afternoon and we seemed to be the first customers of the evening. The owner/manager was still arranging tables and tableware on the patio. We were seated by the window, and this is inside the restaurant:
We each got a 3-course meal, and shared a bottle of simple, but delicious wine.
Tart of the day.
Onion soup.
We both got the duck breasts.
The duck was delicious, but OMG the green beans. Later on during the trip we realized how well French cook their vegetables, and how much they love their fries.
Choux pastry with dark chocolate sauce.
Chocolate mousse.
It was a simple and delightful late lunch, and the first "French food" I had in Paris.
Near the restaurant.
1 comment:
Nice write-up. Sometimes a meal that seems to have every stereotype of French food can be really good -- because it IS French food.
You have get haricot vert (French green beans) at Harmon's and a few other places around town. They are a lot better than the regular green beans.
The only frites I've had better than the ones in Paris were at a street market in Marrakesh done in French style and right up at Pioneer park at Bruges Waffles.
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