Why does everything taste better in this city? As much as I loved seeing the Eiffel Tower, walking down the Champs Élysées, the Louvre, and everything else Paris had to offer, I might have been more impressed with the things I ate.
The first thing I ate upon arrival was a lemon tart.
We got a baguette for breakfast on our first morning and ate it on the bed in our hotel room. The baguette was still warm, and why is French butter so much better than in Canada?
For lunch one day, I had a life-changing shawarma from Ya Mir. I don’t know what they did to the meat, but it tasted almost sour, but not sour. Horseradish? Mustard? I don’t know. That makes it sound gross, but it wasn’t. It was also pretty cheap- 5.5 euros each.
I had my heart set on eating a croissant in Paris, and I ended up having one for breakfast every day after the first morning. The last morning here, I branched out and tried a pain au chocolat. These were all far more impressive than the ones I used to get at Tim Horton’s.
L’as du Fallafel is all over the internet as a “must try” in Paris, and for a good reason. I was not prepared for this falafel, it’s the world’s best. I will go back to Paris for this before I go back for the Eiffel Tower. How is it so good??? And it’s only around 6 euros each. The line moves quickly, but even if it didn’t, it would still be worth it.
R got this Vanilla Flan from the Smith Bakery. I had a couple bites and was immediately angry I didn’t get my own.
One of the only French meals we actually had while in France was at the Chartier. The line went really quickly. We were kind of worried it was a tourist trap, but it was mostly French people eating there. It was really cheap for what you got (28 euros for two, including a pitcher of sangria and dessert), and the food was good. The atmosphere was bad, and the bread was sub-par. I got the roast chicken and green beans, and we shared the chestnut cream for dessert, but I wasn’t crazy about that.
I figured I had to try macarons in Paris, even though I’ve never been a fan of them. I always thought they were overrated. On the last day when I still hadn’t bought any, I decided the next macaron shop I saw I would get a couple. I’m basic so I got chocolate, vanilla, and hazelnut. Only after leaving the store, I realized it was Pierre Herme, one of the “go to” macaron shops in the city. Needless to say, I liked these macarons. I was too afraid to try some of the weird flavours like caviar, olive oil, or passion fruit, but simple is best.
We obviously ended up back at L’as du Fallafel, the man at the door even recognized us. We ate inside this time and shared the shawarma platter with a side of falafel and hummus. I almost wished I wasn’t full so I could have kept ordering more food. That’s how good it was.
Ice cream in November, because I read Amorino was a must and hot chocolate. Hot chocolate in France is literally melted chocolate in a cup and I have mixed feelings about it.
As someone who adores bread and pastry, Paris was heaven. And if you ever want to go to Paris and feel like it’s really affordable, go to Norway first. Everything is good at all of the bakeries, and you won’t go wrong with bread at the grocery stores. As far as restaurants go, I’m the type of person that will google all options intensively because I don’t want to pay for food and be disappointed.
I missed out on eating Onion Soup, Croque Monsieur, caramels from Jacques Genin, Escargot, Steak-Frites, Crème Brulée, and several other traditional French foods. I guess we were too busy eating falafel to worry about trying actual French food. You can only eat so many things in so little time without hating yourself, too (I swear I don’t eat like garbage all the time).
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