We’ll Always Have Paris: Food

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As you may or may not have noticed the DJ and I went to Paris for the weekend. We actually planned to travel to some sunny island for a two-week holiday, but unfortunately the DJ couldn’t get the time off, so instead he surprised me with Paris. I should have known it coming, since he promised me we would go a long time ago. So after some thorough preparatory homework (which included watching The Da Vinci Code and Le Fabuleux Destin d’Amélie) we hopped on the Thalys for a few days of crêpes, French cuisine and champagne.

The first evening we found this lovely little Italian place (I know, we should have gone for local, French food, and we were planning to!). Just a few weeks ago we started watching The Sopranos, after most of my friends told me we really should. It never came to it, but immediately after the first few episodes both the DJ and I were hooked. So when we walked by this place we couldn’t just walk by and forget.

Restaurant Soprano in Paris

We both love Italian food. There’s also a little Italian restaurant in London which serves the best pizza in the world (or at least the best pizza I ever had). I can’t remember it’s name, it’s on a side road of Oxford Street. I’m sure we’ll go there next time we’re in London, so I’ll fill you in on the name of the restaurant another time.

I guess I’m getting off track. Soprano in Paris is located at 33 Avenue de Saint Ouen, and has some delicious pasta dishes. We tried the penne arabiata (the DJ’s favorite) and this delicious baby:

Pasta at Soprano in Paris

Unfortunately I can’t remember the name of the dish. I really have to start paying attention to things, if I want to blog about them!  But it tasted like I was in Italy. It helped of course that the owner was a real Italian and a big fan of The Sopranos (hence the name of the place and all the Sopranos photos on the walls).

Another lovely place that served great food was Le Trente Huit, near the Eiffel Tower. Besides the wine they served (OMG, if I would live in Paris, I’d probably be an alcoholic with all those delicious rosé wines), these were our choices:

Entrecôte for the DJ (with the best tasting roasted potatoes of this planet, I don’t know what they did to them, but it felt like we were in heaven) and Magret de canard au miel et gingembre, et gratin dauphinois (Duck Breast with Honey and Ginger, served with Gratin Dauphinois Potatoes):

Entrecôte at Le Trente Huit in Paris

Canard au miel et gingembre (Duck with Honey and Ginger) at Le Trente Huit in Paris

As this post is getting longer any minute now, I promise you guys some more pics of Paris coming up sometime this week! Let’s just call this Part 1: Food