Paris noch mal

Happy New Year and Alles Gute!

Jeremy and I made a little trip to Paris last week to see Daria and Sue and revel in the fatty goodness of the City of Lights. I went a bit wild with the goose and duck pâtés.

We stayed in the dorm room of our friend from Cologne who is now doing a post-doc in Paris-- he was spending Christmas with his family in Holland. That left us with enough money to fund my burgeoning pâté habit.



The weather was pretty fabulous, cold enough to eat roasted chestnuts but warm enough to walk around. We only managed to cover about a third of the city-- the Louve (yay! baroque paintings and sculptures!), Montmartre, Montparnasse, the Hotel de Ville, Latin Quarter, etc. In between seeing the sights we played Playmobile and "Hide the Sock" (exactly as advertised) with Daria and, of course, ate disturbing amounts of pâté. Washed down with incredible hot chocolate.

Because it was almost New Year's Eve, (I think this is why) we saw oyster sellers on the streets! I was so tempted to get some to bring back to Germany, but I have no idea how to open them. Plus, they are not pâté, which is so very easy to bring back. So, we didn't sample the oysters, but instead ate some yummy bullots, a kind of snail that you pull out of the shell with a tiny long fork and dip in lemony mayonnaise.



If you look at the pictures, you may notice a preponderance of artistic behinds. All I have to say is, from Boucher to Falconet, nobody constructs a sumptious derrière like the French!

And Jeremy rode the pig on the carousel.