It’s no secret that the French are first class in the world of Gatsronomy. As they should be. It’s where Escoffier originated (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Auguste_Escoffier) .
I would hardly think we could expect anything but the best. I did not get to spend a lot of time in France. Paris was as limited experience as any. But I took in what I saw. I had little more than 24 hours to see and eat what I could. In the morning I was happy to eat the croissants at my hostel that were huge and soft and flaky and buttery…scrumptious!
Dinner was cheese from a shop just around the corner, bread from the bakery across the street, cherry tomatoes from a beautiful vegetable market. Salamis from around the world that I purchased 3 for 10 euro at the Christmas market, Champs Elysee. I still cannot figure out for that price how she wasn’t out of sausages. Everything was fresh and not served on a sesame seed bun.
The shops with pastries and sandwiches and "Take Away" dinners rival that of even the most fancy restaurant with a price tag to match!
It was a feast for the eyes as well as the stomach. Unfortunately for me it was also a feast for the wallet! Someday I'll get back there;)
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