Steak tartare, roquefort, duck, croque madam, chocolat chaud…… I’m a walking cliché. If I keep this up, I may have trouble with the walking part of that statement.
I’m just in the mood, so I’m going to try it. And if I don’t like it, I’ll probably eat it anyway.
Last night at the art deco Chartier, formerly a working-man’s cafeteria, now a very popular eatery in Paris, I chose the Choucroute Alsacienne. Didn’t know what it was, but I should have guessed from the word “Alsacienne” that it involved sausage. Several, in fact, plus sauerkraut.
Tonight I had a salad, which I thought was a healthy option. Pity it involved meat from many animals, plus their insides. Gizzards were listed as an ingredient.
We nipped across to the supermarche for dessert; fraises de Francaise the size of small apples.
We’re in Brittany now, so I guess tomorrow’s cliché is crepes and cider.
Thats a lovely photo of you and Mont Saint- Michel. Looks pretty cold.Have my little book of Mt S-M photos beside me but looking forward to yoursMamxxxxx
ReplyDeleteI love your blog! Thanks for sharing the address with me and I will keep in touch with you! We will be in Paris mid April - will you have moved on by then?
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