Following the tiny musings of Erika's semestre a Paris. **not to be confused with the film in which a boy wishes he were a girl or the similarly titled Edith Pilaf song / movie.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Yes Please.
PARIS, ce n'est pas (it just aint) the place for peeps with low self esteem. For real y'all, you walk down the street, and it seems like everyone is happier than you are (they probably are, ils habitent àParis), prettier than you (also check), better dresed (them and thier babies), and somehow more fit.....even though (ridiculously delicious) dishes like conard confit are the norm. Why yes, I think storing the duck in its own fat, cooking the duck in its own fat, and then drizzling that same fat on top when served is a great idea? Do I want some? If it tastes good, well then YES PLEASE. Needless to say, "Oui, Merci!" = new keystone of my cafe/dining vocabulary.
food blog = a soon must.
AHHHHHH!!! please tell me you took the pic. if you did WOW! wowie wow wow. its beautiful! and if you didn't its still true!
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1. hell yes i did. top of l'arc de triomphe. 1heure avant sunset.
ReplyDelete2. PICZ OV WATZ!?