But not quite yet. Today was my last day in Paris, which is extremely bizarre and depressing. (It’s currently 3 a.m. My taxi is coming at 4:30. Off to Tel Aviv) These four months flew by in the blink of an eye. I had the best memories, including but not limited to my dining experiences, as well as rekindling old friendships with childhood friends like Natasha, and meeting some amazing new people (Bonjour Blake, Carly, Sammy…) I could not have asked for a happier ending…Yael came to visit from NY and we had an incredible weekend in Cannes and Nice and than some roaming around in Paris.
Lunch was followed by a casual stroll down Pont Neuf to grab some wine at La Palette-too many good looking people in one place.
Don’t worry Yael, even though the Mona Lisa was rather occupied during your visit, I would’ve never let you leave without having a macaron…or three at Pierre Herme, La Duree and La Maison du Chocolat. Mona who?
As per the last supper, we headed to Le Voltigeur, a casual quiche spot with jumbo mojitos, good peanuts, great vibes and the best company. Natasha, Yael, Sammy and Blake. And cheese. And amazing wine.
And…the gang during my stay. Couldn’t have spent time with better people. Donna, you were missed. We still call your name on the metro. And i still hold the metro pole with the tips of my fingers. I’m so happy I found other loud humans with no shame to flash obnoxious smiles on the metro in the midst of the French misery.
PS. The food posts will still be coming along for a bit…I’ll be reminiscing on my stay by continually posting all that was consumed, and will hopefully be detoxed shortly. Perhaps I should make my summer food porn with an emphasis on lettuce and green juices. FML. Goodbye croissants. Goodbye double chin.
Mamie Green, 25 Rue de la Forge Royale, 75011 (best veggie burgers I’ve had. Ever.)
La Palette, 43 Rue de Seine, 75006
Pierre Herme, 4 Rue Cambon, 75001
Le Voltigeur, 45 Rue des Francs Bourgeois, 75004