Saturday in Paris
Remember the guy who took two subway rides just to get Kentucky Fried Chicken? That's right, I'm talking about The Mister.
Well, apparently he is adventurous in eating because last night this is what he had for dinner ...
Beef Tartare. When he ordered it, the waiter told him twice in broken English that it was raw, and Earl assured him that was fine.
I myself ordered French Onion Soup, or as they call it here, Onion Soup. That's as adventurous as I usually get. But you will be shocked (shocked, I tell you) to learn that I did taste Earl's Beef Tartare, and, yes, it tastes like raw hamburger but with onion and seasonings.
Before you groan too much, I'll quickly serve up some photos of an ice cream place we went to in a section of Paris called Montmarte, where we spent much of our Saturday. Ahh, that's better!
I had Macaron and Earl had Creme Brulee. Good choices both!
We were in Montemarte to go to Sacre-Couer (Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris). It sits atop the highest hill in Paris and can be seen around the city. Here is an internet beautiful photo (below) ... followed by our amateur photos.
You're not supposed to take photos inside (which I adhere to) so here are some internet photos to share with you (below) of the glorious interior.
Sacre-Couer is an amazingly reverent place. Many tourists, including me, take the opportunity to sit and pray in the mostly quiet basilica, even though hundreds are milling around.
Earl and I spent some time walking around this area of Montmarte. It was a beautiful spring day but it's such a touristy place that we didn't hang around too long.
Because we had earlier climbed 188 steps at the Metro station (yes, there were signs apologizing for 188 steps with motivational messages such as 'You can do it!') to reach Montmarte, we took the funicular (below) down from the basilica area. That was fun! Reminded me of Pittsburgh.
Happy to be back to more level ground. See me waving at you?
We took the subway ...
to the Latin Quarter for dinner and more strolling.
I started this blog with food ... and I'll end it with food, sharing with you the assortment of food (below) at our hotel each morning. I pass on the cheese as a breakfast item but I love the Dannon yogurts in their little glass jars. This morning I had kiwi and apple flavor.
Oh, Earl just said he wants me to put in this photo from last night, where I lagged behind as he was walking ahead to dinner. Sorry, but it's a pen store! It's a wonder my nose isn't pressed against the glass.
Thanks for reading my blog!
Well, apparently he is adventurous in eating because last night this is what he had for dinner ...
Beef Tartare. When he ordered it, the waiter told him twice in broken English that it was raw, and Earl assured him that was fine.
I myself ordered French Onion Soup, or as they call it here, Onion Soup. That's as adventurous as I usually get. But you will be shocked (shocked, I tell you) to learn that I did taste Earl's Beef Tartare, and, yes, it tastes like raw hamburger but with onion and seasonings.
Before you groan too much, I'll quickly serve up some photos of an ice cream place we went to in a section of Paris called Montmarte, where we spent much of our Saturday. Ahh, that's better!
I had Macaron and Earl had Creme Brulee. Good choices both!
We were in Montemarte to go to Sacre-Couer (Basilica of the Sacred Heart of Paris). It sits atop the highest hill in Paris and can be seen around the city. Here is an internet beautiful photo (below) ... followed by our amateur photos.
You're not supposed to take photos inside (which I adhere to) so here are some internet photos to share with you (below) of the glorious interior.
Sacre-Couer is an amazingly reverent place. Many tourists, including me, take the opportunity to sit and pray in the mostly quiet basilica, even though hundreds are milling around.
Earl and I spent some time walking around this area of Montmarte. It was a beautiful spring day but it's such a touristy place that we didn't hang around too long.
Because we had earlier climbed 188 steps at the Metro station (yes, there were signs apologizing for 188 steps with motivational messages such as 'You can do it!') to reach Montmarte, we took the funicular (below) down from the basilica area. That was fun! Reminded me of Pittsburgh.
Happy to be back to more level ground. See me waving at you?
We took the subway ...
to the Latin Quarter for dinner and more strolling.
I started this blog with food ... and I'll end it with food, sharing with you the assortment of food (below) at our hotel each morning. I pass on the cheese as a breakfast item but I love the Dannon yogurts in their little glass jars. This morning I had kiwi and apple flavor.
Oh, Earl just said he wants me to put in this photo from last night, where I lagged behind as he was walking ahead to dinner. Sorry, but it's a pen store! It's a wonder my nose isn't pressed against the glass.
Thanks for reading my blog!
Did you by any chance go to the public restroom outside in Montmartre on the hill near Sacre Coeur? It’s free—which is amazing in itself—but after every time the door is opened, the door locks and sanitizer is sprayed all over the entire little cubby. When the spraying is complete the door unlocks. Public restrooms are certainly clean. My granddaughter and I managed to get sprayed with sanitizer in a public restroom at the beach in St. Malo by trying to avoid both having to pay to use that restroom.
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