So, back in April one of kittensofdoom
's old school friends came to our wedding and we said that we'd reciprocate and go and visit her in Paris - a chore I know, but someone's got to do it.
We took Thursday off so that we could get up to London and catch an early Eurostar to the Gare du Nord on Friday. That left us a night in London to kill and, as it was kittenofdoom
's birthday I decided to spend some cash and take her to Le Gavroche
Don't get me wrong, it was expensive and really a 'once in a while' kind of present but it was worth it. We had two rounds of amuse bouche before starters. I had hot fois gras and crispy pancake of duck flavoured with cinnamon for starter and a main of Scotch fillet of beef with fois gras and a truffled macaroni cheese, followed up by an apple tarte tatin. I'm sure kittensofdoom
will write her own account of her meal, including her 'Giraffe souffle' as she called it. Every mouthful was AWESOME. Probably even calling it awesome means its not really aimed at me but who cares, it was yummy.
The next day we went to Paris and were at the Gare du Nord around 3pm their time. We spent the afternoon looking around Sacre Coeur and Montmatre. We had a great lunch just along the road from the Moulin Rouge before meeting up with Rachel back the station. She took us over to the 7th
where we stayed in the shadow of Le Tour Eiffel. That evening we met up with a friend of hers at a quiet restaurant where I had a fantastic omlette and my very first crepe suzette for pudding. We ended the night chatting in a streetside cafe sharing a bottle of dessert wine.
Saturday Rachel took us down to the Seine where we bought tickets for the Batobus
, a water taxi that we used to move around Paris the rest of the day. We went down to the Ile de la Cite
to see the Notre Dame and then walked over to the Ile Saint-Loius for lunch. I had the first savory pancake I remember eating (cheese, ham and eggs) before Rachel left us on our own for a bit. We went to see the Louvre pyramid and popped into Angelina to pick up a few choccies before catching the Batobus back to the Eiffel Tower, and walking back to where we were staying.
Rachael joined us a little later and took us over to her friend's house for dinner. Her whole flat was pretty much the size of a student room in Wessex or Norwood house in Bath! She served up some yummy curry. Rachel explained that most French people just can't cope with spicey foods... which was good news for me. Of the 12 people crammed into the room, about ten spoke English so kittensofdoom
and I had plenty of people to talk to and we both had a good night.
Sunday Rachael bought us a selection of pastries for breakfast and we chatted for a while before heading back to the Gare du Nord, the Eurostar and back to Blightly.
We both had a wonderful time and will be going back to visit Rachael again when she has her new flat. Le Gavroche on Thursday was amazing and a meal I'll never forget.
A good weekend.