31.05.2010 - 31.05.2010 19 °C
Here are the sweet delights we ate last night (oops, now you know). The cube on the left is like a marshmellow, denser and less sweet with a strong cassis flavour.
Here is a view across the Seine near us:
Today was the day we planned carefully to fit as much as we could in without overdoing it. Another breakfast at our local cafe followed by a walk of some 5 km upon a viaduct which has been transformed into gardens and a walkway for the population. Originally the viaduct held a train line above the streets. Along the way we met many walkers and joggers and a couple of homeless. About some 5m above the streets the noise of the traffic was lessened and the air smelt sweeter with the numerous plants and roses. A couple of parks along the way made to walk even more interesting.
Go figure, these ladies were on the local police station!
Surprise surprise, it was important to fit in a visit to the boulangerie which seems to have a reputation for being one of the best in Paris and France. Amongst other things the baker claims to be one of the few who continue to make their own dough for croissants rather than purchasing premade dough in a frozen state. This was another 5 km walk along roads we'd never travelled and finally we located Du Pain et des Idées. We could tell by looking at the bread were in for a real treat and our taste buds later confirmed we had underestimated the treat to be. We had planned to lunch at a nearby park and we purchased a couple more things. Oh my, this place deserves its reputation. Bugger that we took this long to get to it!
du Pain et des Idées
We carried our load of lunch to the Parc des Buttes Chaumont. Apparently this park was transformed from an old quarry by Napoleon for the working class to have a recreational and relaxing area. Unlike the other parks we have been to there is quite a height difference between the North and South boundaries, a lake, and the planting is less formal and there are several trees. It seemed to us that the locals were enjoying their lunchtime. We devoured our lunch which with nature involved all our senses doubly.
The Parc des Buttes Chaumont:
We have to admit we took the Metro back to home. Would got ourselves a little organised for tomorrow morning this being our last day in Paris.
We ambled around for a couple of hours which included a stop at a local brasserie where we both ordered a Pastis and engaged in chat and people watching.
Pastis for two. A common past-time, perhaps more so in the south.
We discovered this maternal duck with ducklings under wing.
A little more walking and eventually wandered in to a restaurant for tonight. Les ordered a double dose of duck, duck terrine which was very well made with red pickled cabbage which we think was warmed with balsamic vinegar. Karen ordered the ravioli with mushroom and cheese which was swimming in this delicious sauce and bread in the nearby basket barely contained itself with the anticipation. Karen chose a glass of Pommery as an aperitif and Les finally got to taste a gentiane, a bitter sweet delight. For mains Les chose duck cooked in honey and seasoning with some interesting mash potato, and Karen beef bourguignon. We reckon the waitress liked us because she said the aperitifs were on her.
Back home, replete and complete.