Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Paris. Show all posts

Monday, October 24, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jours 9 et 10


Today, I explored Paris by foot. J'ai beaucoup marche. The culinary highlight was La Grande Epicerie Paris, the grocery store that's attached to the high-end department store, Le Bon Marche. It was the fanciest grocery store I've ever been in and I took no shame in snapping lots of photos of the beautiful food. Here are some highlights:

Epiceries de fantaisie.
An entire aisle of beautiful sucre!
You can't tell from the photo, but each of these spice canisters is about a gallon in size.
De fruites de mer. 
Fancy French meats! 
More fancy meat. 
Fromage!
Cafe.
An aile devoted to all things truffle and pate.
Mon dejeuner: tasty fish soup (soupe de poisson) at a street-side cafe.
So as not to skip jour 9...yesterday was a pretty lazy Sunday (some recovery time was needed after a bit too much imbibing the night prior with some friends from French class). I did make a trek across town in the afternoon to have tea with Aurelie, who was my market tour guide last weekend, and her husband, Eric. They live in a beautiful apartment in the 17th arrondissement. She had made a delicious assortment of sweet snacks to enjoy, including some lemon poppyseed madeleines that I am going to need to learn how to make.

Today was my last full day in Paris. I have fallen in love with this city and am already dreaming about when I can come back. If you're interested in non-food pics, check out my photo album here.

Next up is Barcelona. Stay tuned for more tales of culinary adventures. Leave me a comment if you have recommendations on what to see or eat!

One year ago: lemon herb roasted potatoes
Two years ago: pear bread

Saturday, October 22, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 8


Biggest success of the day: buying figs from a market vendor...entirely in French! The conversation went something like this:

Bonsoir madame.
  - Bonsoir! Je voudrais un demi kilo de figues, s'il vous plait.
Oui. Voila. Trois trente, s'il vous plait.
  - Voila. Merci!
Merci! Bonne soiree.
  - Bonne soiree!

Not only did I understand how much I had to pay him, but I also gave him exact change. That may not sound like a lot, but it's the first time it's happened for me, so I was pretty excited about it.

Today was a lovely Saturday in Paris. It started out cold and foggy (38 degrees on my morning run!), but burned off to a beautiful blue sky and sunshine for my afternoon at the Musee Rodin. I sat on a bench in the garden with a nice view of the museum and sketched for a bit. After the museum, I wandered and found myself a cafe in the sunshine. There, I enjoyed a croque madame (that was served with a nice, sharp mustard...I think it may have had horseradish in it?) with a glass of rose from Provence and finished my drawing. J'aime Paris!

Rodin's The Three Shades
Rodin's The Thinker
Musee Rodin, from the garden.

My interpretation of the Musee Rodin.

Friday, October 21, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 7

My last intensive French class was today. Je suis triste! My French, while much improved, still leaves quite a bit to be desired. I plan to keep practicing.

I embarked on a Parisan adventure this afternoon with a couple of friends from class, which among other things, included une cafe sitting outside at a cafe and my first crepe of the current Paris trip, avec jambon et fromage. Tres bon!

Though chilly, the weather today was beautiful and is supposed to stay that way through the weekend. Here's my view of the Eifel Tower from my apartment:

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 6


Sadly, I just passed the halfway point of my current Paris trip. Though the time seems to be racing by, I am content with the volume of experiences that I've been able to pack in so far (intensive language classes, museums, parks, churches, amazing food). 4 more days of exploring are ahead of me...

Today, I embarked on a very fun and novell adventure: Paris grocery shopping. I enjoy grocery shopping in general (I'm one of those people who takes an hour or more to do it because I like going up and down every aisle, taking it all in); it's even more enchanting in another country, where the shelves contain treasures not previously encountered. Different brands, different items (I think I spent 10 minutes staring at the wall of yogurt trying to make a choice! yes, I even took a pic). J'adore.

In an attempt to practice my French, here is what I returned from the grocery store with:
  • le pain ... bread
  • jambon ... ham
  • camembert ... cheese from Normandy (2 euros for a round that would have cost $8-9 in CA!)
  • yaourt aux fruits ... fruit yogurt
  • oeufs ... eggs
  • jus d'orange ... orange juice
  • les champignons ... mushrooms
  • raisins ... grapes
Beautiful food.

Speaking of beauty, here are a couple of pics that I took yesterday at the Musee de l'Orangerie, which has definitely earned a place on my list of favorite museums. It's known for its two large, round rooms that display eight of Monet's Les Nympheas (Water Lillies). The rest of the collection includes more big names: Picasso, Cezanne, Renoir, Matisse. The current exhibit focused on Spanish painters (a great segue into my trip to Spain next week!). No pics allowed in the current exhibit, but here are a few from the permanent collection. Enjoy!

Monet
Monet
Renoir
Should have included the placard in my pic so I would know who painted this... :-)

Thursday, October 20, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jours 4 et 5

Salut! The past couple of days have been packed with intensive French classes and exploring the city (including getting lost more times than I can count!). Despite the full days, I've had no trouble continuing to enjoy a healthy amount of French food. In particular, the dinner restaurant meals of the past two evenings have been spectacular.

Last night, I dined at Au Fil des Saisons and had what has definitely been (and I can only imagine will continue to be) the standout meal of my Paris adventure. I was glad the reviews I read online had warned it was difficult to find, as I otherwise may not have ventured down the dark alleyway on which it was located. Any fear at the lack of clientele when I arrived (the restaurant was totally empty) was soon assuaged by the owner who came out to welcome me and start to tell me about the restaurant and menu (he also explained that business has slowed very suddenly this week and attributes it to the apartment tax that has to be paid at the end of the month as well as the two week school vacation that is upcoming in Paris). The restaurant was tiny - maybe 15 tables - with a super comfortable, bistro atmosphere, the menus written on large standing chalkboards that are set table-side, displaying the standing items and daily specials.

The menu was organized into three sections: entree, plat, and dessert, with a prix fixe choice from each of the categories for 28 euros (tres bon marche!). The restauranteur gave me a couple of minutes with the menu (en francais) then came over to run through it in english and give some more details about the selections. Ingredients are sourced locally and everything is made in the restaurant from scratch and without shortcuts. You could tell by talking with this guy that food is his art and that he takes considerable thought, time, and pride in his craft. He was also quite attentive and generous with his time (something I've not encountered often here).

After making my food selections, the owner recommended une bouteille de vin rouge: Clos Fantine, a small production wine that a friend of his makes. It was outstanding. I can best describe the flavor as "great big," almost like someone had taken a good red wine and then turned up the volume on flavor. It started with ripe fruity fig, rounding out with hints of tabacco and metal, the big flavor touching every part of my mouth.

For my appetizer, I chose a homemade pesto ravioli (I know, not very French of me, but fret not, as I made up for this over the course of the rest of the meal). Baked in the tiniest pot and topped generously with slices of parmesan, it somehow managed to be melt-in-your-mouth creamy without being at all heavy. Tres bon.

The next course was a surprise from the owner. As he was going over the menu, we discussed one of the appetizers, la moelle: bone marrow. Spending a good portion of my teens and twenties as a vegetarian, this would generally fall into the too-strange-of-a-meat-product-for-Cole-to-consider category, but I was feeling adventurous. The owner actually talked me out of it after learning that I had not had it before (apparently it's one of those things that you either love or hate and I think he was afraid my opinion would fall into the latter category). Evidently he wasn't going to let me out of his restaurant without trying it, however, as it arrived at my table between the appetizer and main without words, just a smile. I found the marrow to be super interesting - the sensation seemed to come in equal parts from the texture and flavor, the latter of which I can only describe as earthy in a really pleasant way. I enjoyed it on slices of freshly baked baguette.


For my main course, I chose one of the daily specials: the lamb. Even this would typically fall into the afore-mentioned too-strange-for-Cole category, however the description sounded amazing and it just seemed so French that I couldn't help but try it. And subsequently devour it. Despite spending a lamb-lifetime and three hours slow roasting together, the bone and meat departed amicably from one another at a light shake or the slightest pressure from my fork. I'm not sure I knew meat could be like this; it was incredibly tender, juicy, and flavorful. I think this was a perfect example of quality ingredients prepared simply and thoughtfully. An approach to food that I definitely admire and enjoy.

I was completely content (and completely full!) before the dessert course, but naturally couldn't pass up the molten chocolate cake that sat atop caramel made from salted butter and was served with simple cream that had been whipped to perfection. An amazing ending to an amazing meal.


My evening meal two nights ago was also very nice (just not as amazing as last night's). I dined at Gaya Rive Gauche, a seafood restaurant near the Musee D'Orsay. Here's the quick pic overview:

Crab on a bed of leeks with fresh herbs, sprouts, and the bright punch of lime juice.
Oysters in broth "with a little pig" (the waiter's words) topped with slices of browned garlic. A nice combo of salty sea and land flavors.
Really tasty sea scallops that certainly stole the show from the vegetables (which were a little more done than I like).
The dark and sweet flavors of coffee and chocolate drew the evening to a close.

Monday, October 17, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 3

I have but 4 words for you this evening. Market bounty: for dinner. Oh, and some touristy pics because I couldn't resist. Enjoy!

Fennel salad with pomegranate, dill, lemon, and olive oil.

Lamb from the Marche d'Aligre bucherie with fig reduction and haricot verts.

Chocolats artisanaux.

l'opera 
la Tour Eiffel

Sunday, October 16, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 2


I started today by rushing out the door to catch the metro to a cafe in the 12th arrondissement to meet my market guide, Aurelie (of Succulent Paris). We spent two hours perusing the goods at the Marche d'Aligre. Most of the outdoor portion of the market contained vendor after vendor of beautiful fruits and veggies. In the covered market space, cheeses, meats, seafood, and specialty foods abounded. I took home a sampling of chevre including Rigotte de Condrieu and Rocamadour Fermier (they seemed to both be earthier and more flavorful than the milder tasting goat cheeses that I've had in the states, though this could be a function of my choices) and a beautiful, stinky roquefort that paired nicely with a tart green apple from the market...which I'm eating right now.

We spent some time at Les Chocolats d'Aligre and learned about artisan chocolate making. I tried a dried cacao bean, which tasted like a cross between a coffee bean and chocolate (so my tour guide observed) - it's when the cocoa butter and sugar are added that it becomes the chocolate that most of us know and love. I took some of the finished variety home with me: sesame praline, honey ganache, and one called simply 'Parisian' that I'm looking forward to enjoying.

Fresh markets like the Marche d'Aligre take place in most neighborhoods within Paris, typically six days per week. I would venture to guess that this must mean Parisans eat more fresh fruits and veggies than in America, where Farmers' markets, though ever more popular, are still clearly second to the grocery store where the offerings are several steps further removed from their origin. Though somewhat startling at first, one thing I really appreciated about the Parisian market was that the meat still looked like the animal it came from. This might sound like a strange observation, but most meat I've encountered in America is in the grocery store, all packaged up with no reminders of the source. It makes it much easier to become detached from the food you're eating and where it came from than seems possible when the chicken you buy still has a head on it (for example).


After the market tour, I embarked on a self-guided foodie tour (put together by Robin of My Melange). It started at the popular Le Baron Rouge, where I picked out salty oysters that were shucked in front of me, to be enjoyed with a chilly glass of sauvignon blanc on the street. I made a visit to Laduree, a patisserie that has been a staple in Paris since 1862 and came away with an assortment of beautiful macarons. They were dense without being heavy, with intensely bright flavors like green apple and violet.


At the Cafe de la Mairie, I had my first truly French croque madam. It was a provencal version with tomatoes and it was heavenly, consumed at a relaxed pace along with a glass of rose from Provence as I people-watched in front of Saint Sulpice.


All in all, I experienced an amazing food adventure today in the city of lights. Tomorrow, intensive French lessons begin. That should offer a good break from my semi-constant eating, which will probably be a good thing. It will also bring me to a part of the city that I haven't explored yet; more adventure is likely to ensue. A bientot!

Saturday, October 15, 2011

paris aventures alimentaires: jour 1


I arrived in Paris at 8:30am this morning, after only 3 hours of sleep, but full of excitement. While waiting for the apartment to be ready, I stopped in at a cafe in the 14th arrondissement and enjoyed the above petit déjeuner: pain au chocolat et un café. Ai goûté une très bonne.


There were many high points during the day, but rather than recount them all here, for 
now I'll just share a recent highlight: watching the Eifel Tower sparkle as the lights go 
crazy on the hour from the window of my apartment (at 9pm sharp...I'll soon be crashing 
into bed!).


Stay tuned for more posts on food in Paris (with perhaps some sights mixed in) over the next 10 days of my stay in this amazing city. Tomorrow's agenda includes a guided tour of one of the fresh food markets. Let me know if you have any recommendations on things to eat or do while I'm here!
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