I tried to count and photograph all the French bulldogs we saw. New York Frenchies, you got nothing on the real thing.
I'm going to post more non-puppy Paris pictures behind the jump. Follow me this way, would you?
Walking in the Tulleries made me think, "Wow, we can't even grow grass on the Mall, it's just dirt. And the French can achieve this?" I understand the idea that it's the nation's backyard, but it just looks so sad in comparison. We can aim higher.
Dachshunds this way...
How weird is this? Same font and everything? It was just a normal clothing store, not Redskins merchandise.
I tried to get Joe to buy these dropcrotch overalls for men, but no luck.
Does Rock Hair specialize in mullets?
I just like this combo, sushi + bagel.
Joe wanted me to take a picture of the most impressive parallel parking feat he'd ever witnessed.
We focused more on sightseeing than eating, but I requested that we make a special trip for lunch at Au Passage, a hip restaurant I read about in Bon Appetit. The article was called "So You're Going to Paris and You Want to Eat Where the Cool Kids Are Eating?" Yes, yes I do. Turns out it was also written up in Conde Nast Traveler. I'm sure when we walked in, they thought "Oh, here comes another Bon Appetit/Conde Nast Traveler reader." Is it that transparent?
No, they were nice to us. And we had a mind-expanding meal for less than 18 euros a piece. Their menu is pared down to a few items each day, which I loved as an indecisive, non-French speaker. And the atmosphere is très Brooklyn.
Here's the menu for the day: one appetizer, a choice between two entrees, cheese plate and dessert. We tried to each order everything but our waiter talked us out of that. It would've been too much of a good thing. I ordered the fish and Joe ordered an incredible deconstructed steak tartare.
Sea salt on ganache with cherries for dessert. Every lunch should end with this!
See this lovely display of macaroons? Yeah, this in a McDonald's.
Macaroons at all price points...
We sat on a curb and ate falafel from the legendary L'As du Fallafel. I love a good six euro meal.