The nectar of the gods. Maybe.
There’s a video floating around Facebook of a restaurant in New York (I think) where the waiter scrapes melted cheese onto your plate. PSA: that’s an actual thing and I’m obsessed. I went to a restaurant behind the Sacre Cœur that specializes in fondue and raclette, and even though it’s already been a week I think I’m still full! The restaurant sets up these fancy heater gizmos, and from there the control is in your hands. You decide how much cheese you want to melt off onto your plate of potatoes, meat, onions, and pickles. Lucky for you, the restaurant will give you quite literally half a wheel of cheese. Even better, if you finish it, they’ll bring out more. Holy schnikeys.
If you want to see all the cheese-flowing action, check out my Instagram video.
La Princesse de Clèves
My commute (ha! how adult does that sound?!) to work is about forty-five minutes each way, and as much as I looooove staring at people’s shoes, I’m enjoying this book even more.
This version of the La Princesse de Clèves was the only one available at my library, and I’m starting to wonder if it’s a kid’s version or something. It has an interesting analysis at the beginning (with tons of spoilers!), and almost every page has footnotes describing the characters or historical analogies.
With that being said, the book is a French classic. In essence, it’s about a bunch of love triangles. Interestingly enough almost all the characters are based on real characters, and it was revolutionary since the book started a new genre of novels where the reader gets the inside the main character’s head. I’m just a few chapters in, but I’m excited to see where it goes! (And hopefully the footnotes don’t spoil the whole story…)
Small, but a big deal.
The Petit Palais is right across from the Grand Palais (logical, right?), and a visit the museum makes for a fun afternoon!
Just a few things:
- World-class paintings, sculptures, and decor
- Gold everywhere
- It’s FREE NIN’EY NINE
You heard that right, it’s free admission. And while you’re there, don’t forget to take a gander around the garden that’s smack dab in the middle of the palace.
Adidas rules Europe.
Let’s rewind to three weeks ago when I first got to Paris. I kid you not, one of the first things I remember thinking was – hey. why is everyone wearing sneakers? i thought the french are fancy-shmancy and only wear ballet flats and loafers. am i missing something orrrr – Yep. That was me.
As they say, when in Rome. But I’m in Paris, and I’m trying to do it their way. So far so good, and my first pair of flats have worn out so the timing is prime.
Hazy Paris Skies
Also, this view.
Can we talk about this view from my terrace?
And by my terrace, I mean my host family’s terrace. I can go outside at night and see the Eiffel Tower sparkle for the first five minutes of the hour, starting at 8:00 pm. Dreamy. As I write this the sun is setting and the sky is turning into a strawberry swirly dreamsicle. #blessed
With the weather starting to get colder, I want to spend even more time on that terrace. There’s something about sitting outside, listening to the sounds of the street, and letting the air bite your nose that turns little moments into big memories.
Do you have a must-see spot I need to check out? I’m trying to do and experience as much as possible!