Movement 3 of my Paris sonata: the food. I would love to share photos of all 42 meals (plus ubiquitous snacks), but sadly, there's only room for a few culinary highlights...
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| Quiche du jour at the Loving Hut |
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The Loving Hut's Coconut-milk based Pumpkin Soup...divinely rich
Soy café au lait at the Loving Hut (It was just a few blocks from my house...
and when I find something I like, I stick with it!)
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Veggie girls' nite out at Khrishna Bhavan.
From L to R, me, Otylia, Aurelia, and Tina. |
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Tina ordered the thali...
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| The rest of us ordered ginormous dosas like this one. |
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A few nights later, Tina and I ate at Tien Hiang, a veg Chinese joint with a menu
longer than the Great Wall. I opted for spicy tofu. |
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Dessert: banana in rice paper with coconut milk and sesame seeds. Sublime.
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Aurelia and I make like Xmas ornaments in our
red and green as we share "un verre."
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Virginie, Fredrik and I enjoyed a great meal at Le Potager du Marais and a
few days later, a healthful, tasty lunch at Bob's Juice Bar. Bob's salads
and juices absolutely sing – and they're nutritious! |
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As you know. Virginie is the author of Absolute Green. She was in serious
"branding" mode: she wore green and ordered a green smoothie.
Here, she reminds me of a little pea in a pod. Adorable!
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Virginie and Fredrik brought me these cookies and lollipops from Sweden.
Check out the cute moose cookie cutter.
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One day after walking for hours, I gave my feet a rest at a café in the Marais
and enjoyed this colorful Salade Végéterienne.
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| What would winter in any chilly Northern city be without roasted chestnuts? |
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You didn't expect me to leave Paris without a bona-fide food porn shot, did you?
The sign says "The Magic Baguette."
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Enjoying Thanksgiving dinner on a boat on the Seine, La Baleine Bleu (The Blue Whale).
From L to R, Graham, Amelia, me and Otylia (Photo: The Discerning Brute)
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| I found truffles for sale at the market on the Boulevard Richard-Lenoir |
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| I bought one and shaved it over pasta with garlic and olive oil. My friend Andrew said it looked like [and I quote] "a poo." |
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| Just some of the stuff I consumed at home, "chez moi" |
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| The first meal I cooked in my tiny French kitchen: pasta with chantarelles, salad and haricots. |
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| I brought home so many of these vegan pates, so delicious spread on a fresh baguette. |
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I found an adorable little tea shop in Montmartre...le sigh.
Stay tuned for the Tofurky verdict. |
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