Moveable Feasts

Paris is all about the food. We've cooked for ourselves in the apartment, had some great meals in restaurants, and even a picnic or two. This is our last day so we're sharing what we remember most about Paris.

Here's a picnic we ate on a quai next to the Seine. 

Our apartment (on Rue Rivoli) is in the Marais quarter, just a few blocks from a great falafel place everyone recommends. There's a reason for the crowd outside; they serve really really good food.

 

(Bobbie: Best. Falafel. Of. My. Life. Mom didn't eat her cabbage though)

 

We cooked ratatouile and couscous and ate a lot of left overs in our tiny kitchen.

 

 

 These are two tiny cheeses we bought. (Bobbie: So cheap!) And so good with yummy baguettes and wine for happy hour.

 

We explored several 19th century covered passages; this one was especially beautiful. Some passages specialized in designer outlets, some in shoes, and some were filled with bistros and cafés. We stopped for lunch and had an amazing meal. 

 

 

 (Bobbie: I ordered paté de foie gras and gesiers. I couldn't remember what gesiers meant until halfway through the meal... duck gizzards!!!!!! Delicious.)

 

 

In case there's any question about how much we liked our meal.

 Today we'll keep our eyes open for lamprey on the menu, hoping we don't find it.

 

 

At the gardens of the Palais Royal we came across this. Boules! The French version of bocce. They play with steel balls, all the same color. Up close the balls are marked with lines to indicate teams, but wondering how they could tell which balls belong to which people from a distance, Bobbie said, "They just know." How very French of them.

 

 

This guy had a distinctive throwing style; his specialty was a very hard throw to blast other balls out. (Liz: the French version of Ken). He had an elegant pose while he studied his next move.

(Liz: for Bob and Peggy, this is the closest we got to the "Eyefull" Tower. We were on our way to the market in Rue Cler). 

This is our last full day here, and last post. We are sad and also looking forward to coming home since we've been gone for so long.

Au revoir, Paris!