“Best seat in the world,” I muttered to myself sitting on a park bench staring straight at the Eiffel Tower as it glowed while the sun set. As you can tell, I continued #TravelNovember with a trip to Paris, the only major European city that I’ve actually been to before. I was only there for two full days, but I zipped around on foot and with the Metro and actually was able to complete my entire itinerary, which, of course, was mostly food.
Before I take you around Paris, I just want to mention a few places I went in London before I left. You may recall in one of my first posts that I went to a place called Mae + Harvey but was unable to order any food because I arrived for brunch at 4 PM. Well, I finally got my act together and had the smoked salmon waffles. They were awesome. I also went to a place called Yamagoya for some ramen and their infamous raindrop cake. The spicy tobajan ramen was pretty good, but the raindrop cake tasted like stale Jell-O and the two toppings that came with it were even worse.
Before I ate anything, I played tourist for an hour or two seeing mostly landmarks I had already seen before during my exchange in high school. I saw the Eiffel Tower, the flags outside UNESCO headquarters, walked across the Seine and down the Champs-Elysées, saw the Arc de Triomphe, and did a lap around the Louvre. The pyramid had a weird covering over it, maybe for the impending colder weather?
I had a two course meal at Ellsworth for lunch (for twenty-two Euros!) It was one of my favorite meals of the trip. First, I had fresh mozzarella with capers that I treated like I would burrata by spreading it over bread. Then, I had delicious fried chicken which was comparable to the best in the U.S. My bread was refilled so I made my own third course by eating the amazing bread and dipping it into the leftover buttermilk sauce that was served with the chicken.
The restaurant also had an incredibly aesthetically pleasing tile bathroom. This is probably as close as you’re going to get in regards to a picture of me on this website.
It was a little chilly, but otherwise such a nice day!
I was still full come dinner time, so my friends all got tacos at Candelaria and I had to settle for a frozen margarita.
Then, we went to Little Red Door for post-dinner drinks (or, for me, post-drink drinks.) Their menu changes seasonally, and when we went it was described as a “menu of applied architecture.” Basically, each cocktail corresponds to a different type of architecture. I had one based off of “biomimetics,” or nature based architecture. I didn’t love it, but the experience was so cool that I’d for sure go back next time I’m in Paris.
Macarons are one of my favorite sweet treats, so of course a stop at a macaron shop was vital. Since we have both Laduree and Pierre Hermes here in London, I went to Acide instead. I had passionfruit and popcorn flavored macarons and they were both awesome!
My favorite spot of the whole trip ended up being a bakery/cafe called Mokonuts. I had orange blossom lemonade, which was one of the best drinks I’ve ever had, and a moist and flavorful slice of orange and almond cake. It was so good that I then ordered two cookies, cereal & chocolate and peanut butter chocolate, which were also incredible. When in Paris, go here.
On my way to my second breakfast of the day, I stopped by the Pompidou Center and looked at some of the art behind it.
Breakfast number two was at Holybelly. I had something called a “savory stack,” which was pancakes topped with fried eggs, bacon, and syrup. It tasted like a delicious, gourmet version of a McGriddles sandwich.
While exploring that afternoon, I found a super cute park/playground that kids were playing on, but I could not find the entrance for the life of me so I had to settle for this picture instead.
My final Parisian meal consisted of crepes at Little Breizh. I know this picture is not the most appetizing, but if I could make spinach and goat cheese crepes like these, I would make them far too often.
Fun fact: I actually took French for eight years of my life, but I think those years are pretty far behind me as I really didn’t do too well when locals asked me if they were on the right train or if I knew where the Monoprix was. I did say “excuse-moi” a lot, though, while trying to pass slow walkers on the sidewalk.
Ta-ta for now,