Forgive this delay, but we are simultaneously recovering from jetlag and the aftermath of the dismal dollar. After our plane landed at CDG on Valentine’s Day, we headed straight to our apartment in the sixth arrondissement, dropped off our bags and went down the block to the local café. Two coffees and a hot chocolate set us back more than $20. From that point on, in order to enjoy ourselves, we simply refused to convert prices in our heads, although it would have been easy enough to multiply everything by 1.5!
We had a terrific lunch at L’Ami Louis on the following Sunday afternoon. We always call this place the Peter Luger’s of Paris—high prices, gruff service in a dark, masculine room. But the chicken, like Luger’s steak, can’t be beat. We’ve been here several times, and it always seems that the room is at least half filled with Americans. This time, we were the only ones.
Dinner the following night at Taillevent was incredible. Never has the food been better, and maitre d'hôtel, Jean-Marie Ancher has taken over the dining room with incredible aplomb. He is at once attentive, charming and humorous. If you’re traveling that way, keep in mind that they do have a 70-euro lunch, which helps ease the currency pain.
A few more Paris food highlights tomorrow before we return to our New York roots.
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