Maybe it is age, perhaps it is an insane amount of walking, or maybe it is the exhaustion of building a new business, but I hit the wall. No food appealed to me (shocking), and my get-and-go started to wane.
Fred had a lunch, so I made my way over to one of my fave stores, Le Claireur, where I hit the jackpot. Afterwards, I came back to our place to drop off the bags, and ended up taking a two-hour nap. So not me, but I listened to what my body needed. I spent the rest of the day relaxing and finishing a book, which was quite nice, actually.
Dinner was at Au Petit Passage, the sister restaurant of Au Passage, one that I can’t count how many times we have been to. Au Petit proved to be excellent. The liver mousse with cocoa on top, served with a raspberry coulis, was insanely good.
Toasted brioche smeared with a white fish, topped with pickled cucumbers and lots of horseradish, was a new twist on a classic Jewish bagel sandwich. Fantastic.
The next morning, we got up and went over to Montmartre to Mehmet, a donor kebab spot opened by two former Le Servan people. In the past decade, one can find excellent Thai, Vietnamese, Turkish, Japanese, and other cuisines, as well as French food. It has been game-changing
We roamed around afterwards and even hiked it up to Sacre Coeur, where I haven’t been in years. Now, of course, one has to pay to get in; there are fences and loads of security.
I read the other day that in Rome, at the Trevi Fountain, one has to make a reservation because the crowds are so dense that the impact is being felt on the marble. Is it the ease of travel? Is it Instagram? And when did it become necessary to beef up security to the point where nothing feels authentic anymore? Sigh.
As we continued walking, we stopped in Mamiche Bakery, which is quite good and one of the originals. Now there are bakeries everywhere!
The only way to truly see Paris is to walk and walk and walk, which we did. I got my mojo back. This building caught my attention.
Our last stop was at the Fondation Henri Cartier-Bresson, which was hosting a Richard Avedon exhibit. Although I have seen these pictures countless times, I am always enthralled.
Back for a bit of rest before heading out for dins.
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