To follow-up yesterday’s breakfast, today we have a little spot of dinner in Paris. This was actually Philippe’s plate of salmon and beets, because it was prettier than mine. We went with our friends Zélie and Richard, along with their daughter, to a restaurant called Auberge du Moulin Vert. This is the second time I’ve been to the restaurant, but the interior had been completely redesigned since our last trip, so it was like visiting it for the first time. The above was just one of several little courses for the evening, and even though the portions were small, it still managed to be a lot of food… again. We will now officially be eating nothing but vegetable soup for a week or two after this trip in order to return to our normal weight. But that’s not for a couple of days, so for now, there’s still time to consume delicious things before we leave. When you’re on vacation in Paris, you never regret what you actually eat. You only regret the food you didn’t find the time to sample.
The restroom in the restaurant was as interesting as the food for the evening, with a sink basin that glowed brightly from the inside and 5 silver toilet paper holders stacked next to the toilet. The paper rolls themselves where white, alternating with black. My American sensibilities accepted the white immediately, but the black toilet paper was a bit of a turn off. When in Paris, though, the toilet paper is available in an array of colors to match your decor, unless you’re shopping in a smaller supermarket, in which case you’ll find only the popular pink or lavender colors. The bright solid colors make the paper look like napkins someone in the U.S. might serve with a slice of cake, which is a really odd thing to think about while visiting the toilet. Nearly as odd as devoting a portion of this blog post to a description of toilet paper.
Yet, these are the little memories I love and will take back home with me. And these are the little things I’ll look forward to upon my return. Arriving in Paris, I was so excited to visit a supermarket more than any particular tourist attraction. Much is the same, but the differences thrill me. I love seeing all of the things one might only find at Dean & Deluca for four times the price sitting quietly in a normal everyday grocery cooler for a couple of euros. Each time I’m here, I feel a bit transformed. Learning to appreciate food again and slowing down to really enjoy quality time with family and friends. And even if I can’t yet speak the language properly, I feel at home with each little glorious bite and sip of champagne. Listening closely to words around the table I’m only starting to understand, while enjoying the things we all have in common – little plates of delicious bites, glasses of fabulous French wine, and warm smiles that say everything is just how it should be at our lovely dinner in Paris.Recommend0 recommendationsPublished in
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