I miss Paris – the gorgeous gray buildings, the bridges over that little river, the cranky taxi drivers. Oh, let’s be real for a moment; I miss the food more than anything else. And since my initial post on Paris Foods You Must Eat (part 1) did so well, I thought an encore was in order.
Let’s start with the chocolate mousse, that luscious mix of cream, sugar, cocoa and air. Only this mousse is featured in a chocolate mousse bar – that’s right, folks, an entire bar of mousses made from all different types of chocolate – that is scooped out by the spatula-full into a tiny paper cone (or into pint containers, if you’re so inclined). You gotta try this good stuff, made in a shop tucked away on a sleepy section of St. Germain. Chocolat Chapon is located at 69 Rue du Bac, 75007 Paris, Tel: 01 42 22 95 98.
If thick chocolate mousse is not quite your speed, try the best gelato in Paris. I waited in line for 30 minutes in order to spoon some creamy deliciousness from Pozzetto (39 Rue du Roi de Sicile, 75004 Paris, Tel: 01 42 77 08 64) into my waiting belly. Well, I spooned it into my mouth and it traveled into my belly and… I loved it.
If sweets aren’t your thing, perhaps cheese is? It better be if you’re in Paris. And frankly, there isn’t anything better than a selection of cheeses from your local fromagerie, a fresh crispy baguette and a bottle of organic French wine. The moment you visit Paris, put the fancy restaurants on hold and gather supplies for your own makeshift picnic in your rented flat or hotel room. Make sure to choose a creamy cheese (brie or camembert), a fresh cheese (goat) and something stinky or blue. With a fresh baguette and an easy fruity red wine, a pile of local cheeses was my twice-weekly dinner in the city of lights, and I lost 20 pounds while abroad. Crazy, but so true, people.
If there’s one cheese you must try, do as David Lebovitz instructs all of his followers to do and pick up some of this legendary 30-month comte. It’s so good, it made two dinner guests almost cry at my dinner table. I swear it was the cheese and not any other part of the meal. (Or was it?!) I picked up my wedges at La Fermette at 86, rue Montorgueil 75001 Paris.
I don’t know about you, but I think cheese just goes beautifully with booze. Except on the first sunny day in Paris, which fortunately for me, hit the city on the day after my flight home was canceled. A friend helped me heal my sadness with a walk around the Marais, including a stop at a Chilean wine bar that serves a nice dry rose in a cute round glass. Le Cap Horn (8 Rue de Birague 75004 Paris) is not terribly impressive, but perfect for a quick afternoon break. That liquid courage motivated me to buy a much-desired handbag around the corner. Thanks, Le Cap Horn!
One of the first foods I craved when I got back to the States was any sort of Chinese food. I was dreaming of these beautiful sesame shrimp toasts I had enjoyed at a cocktail party in Paris. In fact, Chinese chef Vincent Wong ([email protected], Tel: 06 75 19 25 07, 01 30 33 55 95) cooked a banquet for 20 people at my Paris flat, and I can’t stop thinking about his sesame shrimp toasts. If you’re in Paris and need a banquet fit for true gourmands, just ring or email him. He’s sweet as… duck sauce.
If all this cheese and chocolate and sesame shrimp toasts have filled you up, head on over to Café des Musées (49 Rue de Turenne, 75003 Paris, Tel: 01 42 72 96 17) for their delicious vegetable dish. I took a serious vegetarian there and she was delighted with the staub pot filled with roasted root vegetables and topped with fresh salad greens. She felt stuffed but had more than enough room to eat more than half of our shared dessert. Thanks, sweetie. I forgive you.
Because you left plenty of champagne for me!