Our plane was delayed for equipment problems. We got rerouted to London with only enough time for fish & chips at Heathrow. And, finally arrived in Paris too late in the day for either our noon or dinner reservations and without baggage. For three days we wore, washed, slept nude, showered, wore, washed.,...washed.
So, we ate at home the first night, too tired and dirty to go out. In the morning we raided the Poilane down the street and bought some fresh eggs and ham at the Monoprix not a quarter of a block away. Skipped lunch expecting a big deal at Hidden Kitchen;but, because of a mix up, we had been dropped. So, we went to Au Dernier Metro (thank you, soupie) for a board and fish and two great wines and LOTS of fun! We met some locals, shared several more bottles, and all went to the Musee' Louvre for Musee' Night...we were shooed out at midnight.
Sunday morning an open air market appeared under our balcony and we stocked up the apartment from the stalls, including two small roasted chickens, one of which was our brunch. Full of chicken, cheese and veggies, we blew off Chalet des Illes, as suggested, and shared a pastry for an afternoon snack. For dinner, we joined Jim Haynes, whose food has improved some (I brought my own wine), and the crowd was a delight...lots of lefties from all over the world.
Monday we ate in again from our stocks, had lunch at Dalva, a small place in the 1st near le Bourse and then had a feast at Marcab for dinner. Thank you, John! While in the Dalva area, we walked over to Frenchies to beg for a reservation, but they were closed.
Tuesday we blew off the Guy Savoy internet special as folks said we'd probably roll out of there very drunk and happy and E350 lighter despite the E100 deal. Instead, we went to Giverny by train, picnicking on the train for breakfast and again overlooking the river on that other chicken from the market, some veggies, apples and Stohrer's almond croissants. Susan made dinner with soup from the accumulated chicken bones and some potatoes and veggies from the market and some excellent wine I found. We listened to strings at Le Sainte Chapelle as the sun set causing the stained glass windows to shower us with jeweled light and inspiration. Vivaldi's "Spring" was especially appropriate given the earlier spectacular flower display at Giverny. And, so we walked up to Frenchies, a second time to beg for a reservation; and, they had space for two at 12:30 PM on Wednesday!!!!
Wednesday the open air market surprised us, again, beneath our balcony. We bought more stocks for whatever might happen. Frenchies is very good! Before leaving I tried twice for reservations for Thursday and/or Friday, but NO!! So, we took our guests to Au Dernier Metro for dinner and they loved it!!! I asked the waitress to bring us her best four things and we'd share and it was all wonderful!! And, we had more good wine, too.
Thursday we had a picnic in the Bois De Boulogne with our friends eating stuff from Monoprix and our stock from the open air market. For supper we had what Germans call vespas (sp?), which is sausage, cheese and a little of most anything else with wine or beer or both.
Friday we ate in for breakfast and then walked over to the Rodin and Le 122 for lunch. Thank you, John; I never knew that tripe could be edible let alone wonderful!
For our final supper we ate at Bristol De Breteuil, a chain that offers lots of choices and lots of wine and is lots of fun.
And, a funny story...we forgot to eat the apples we packed in my backpack on the flight home. At Immigrations the dog stiffed the apples and you'd have thought we were shoe bombers! Eat your apples before returning to the USA!!!
If you care to think about how sad we were to leave Paris, go here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V-wDQH...