My nine days in Paris started with a Kayser croissant and ended with Berthillon ice cream at 10AM on the way to the airport. In between were memorable bites, some familiar and some new, all somehow enhanced by the fact that I was on vacation back in the city I love.
One of the funniest pictures didn't even involve any food itself:
Any of you familiar with French restaurants know that asking for "une verre d'eau" or "une carafe d'eau" (a glass or pitcher of water) usually yields a tiny little pitcher of tepid tap water that barely fills two glasses. No giant glass of ice water ready for you when you sit down- the French seem to find giving you tap water a pain, and you're lucky if it ever gets refilled unless you ask.
Back to the significance of this photo: our waitress at one of the large, legendary brasseries astutely realized that we were 5 visiting Americans and amusingly knew just what we wanted. When we asked for more water, she knowingly gave us a smile and returned with not just one, but 3 bottles filled to the brim! In my 10 months of living in Paris, this NEVER happened. I always assumed the French liked being dehydrated.
For those of you who think it's weird that the first post on my trip is about water, don't worry: I have more posts coming including new restaurants, new food products, and visits to old favorites. I miss Paris already!