Wonderful Paris weekend

Spent the weekend in wonderful Paris. It is such a wonderful city, I love it. It is not like my London, where I feel at home, where I feel I belong, but it is fascinating and magical. I love Paris, but I will never be home in Paris, I will always be a tourist there. If London is my long time lover, Paris is my very dear friend whom I am still getting to know: We are close, but not as close as London, and not in the same way.

I visited Paris with an international group, drove there. It is a bit of a drive, that's true, but it worked out quite well. Normally I would never do it but we were that many - eight of us in total, and with a semi-local person so it was OK, and we didn't get lost in Paris either. Not that we drove around a lot but there was a little bit of driving taking place. As long as I don't have to try and find the way and get lost on my own there I am OK with it - but when I was out on my own adventures I used the Metro.

Well, I am going to try and write more about wonderful Paris later but for now, let me just say:

It was great, it was different, it was yummy! I got to eat some of the French favourites:

Oysters (MANY oysters - we went a bit crazy...)

Beef Tartar

Pate

I got the wonderful Parisian coffee.

I bought some French cheese (doesn't mean I don't miss Swedish cheese, French cheese is different).

And since my British friend didn't chose the wine we got some decent wines too... ;-)

(Talking about wines we we told a funny story about how our French friend were coming late to a party and how our English friend and his now wife called him before and asked him, rather desperately, to bring wine. Turned out they had bought a cheap wine which even they, not knowing very much about wines, understood was really bad. REALLY bad. And then when the French friend arrived they hid the bottle of bad wine because they were so embarrassed. They had told him it was a bad wine but not how bad... Although the price should have been some sort of indicator, certainly. If you only pay a few Euros for a wine it can not be good. It doesn't have to be super expensive but when it is cheaper to buy a bottle of wine than a soft drink, that is a very clear warning signal...)

Still missing: Macaroons (but I know where to get them in Düsseldorf), Pastis (but I have that at home), and a few other important food or drink related  French experiences, but I will hopefully survive until next time.

(Macaroons link goes to a Swedish blog, "Alla har en bok inom sig". It's a wonderful little blog with a lot of inspiration if you understand Swedish. Amanda is an author and illustrator but also a food fan, her writing tips work for many other artistic expressions too)