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FOODIE’S PARADISE in Paris

21 Feb FOODIE’S PARADISE in Paris

“A good meal ought to begin with hunger.” -French Proverb

No other city is thought of as a gastronomic wonderland like Paris.  A Foodie’s dream, even the pickiest of eaters would find themselves in heaven from experiencing  the cheese and bread alone in this delicious city.  Our first breakfast in Paris was no exception.  Buttery Croissants with the perfect flakiness, housemade Tarma (known as Tiramousalata in Greek) which was given to us by the manager of Chez Marianne, and two kinds of cheese we picked up at the local Wednesday night market in The Marais.  The superb lattes from Columbus Cafe on Rue de Vieux Temple just around the corner from our apartment became our mandatory stop on the way to the metro each day.

Many people asked Jess if this was a picture or a painting.  These are the real deal, local purple artichokes and every vegetable and fruit was this impressive at the Marais Farmers Market.  The only hard part was deciding what to choose.

On our last day in Paris, we stumbled across the most glorious store for the epicurious you could ever imagine.  Izrael L’Epicerie du Monde is the Willy Wonka Factory for cooks.  Every spice, from every part of the world, an olfactory overload that was simply divine.

In addition to the floor to ceiling spices and glass jars, the floor was brimming with bins and bales of rice, legumes, nuts and dried fruits.  To make things even more interesting, the signage on each bin was handwritten on vintage ceramic plates.

The Mediterranean Bar was superb. Olives,  Tapenades, Herrings and Anchovies, and the only sign of Western Food – Guacamole.  The grand finale of our culinary adventure was the Macaroon shops.  Possibly the quintescential Parisian dessert, Macaroon shops were all over this city and each one was prettier than the next.  We loved it while it lasted, but by the time we came home, we were ready for some Kale and Tempeh from Native Foods in Los Angeles.  Who am I kidding?  I can never say good bye to pain et fromage completely.

XO,
D.L.

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