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Tuesday, and our first more adventuresome foray. Last evening I bought the Paris bus directory which covers 109 bus lines so it should be possible to find our way to all parts of Paris. The metro is quicker but less interesting.
So this morning we headed off to Musee du Luxembourg to see the Chagall exposition. We had tickets for 10:00AM and arrived in good time. There was a long line and when we entered realized it would be very crowded which was true. The arrangement of the art was a bit awkward . Spaces were narrow and sometimes you had to backtrack to see things on an opposite wall, but it was well worth it. It is a fabulous exhibit with paintings and prints from many museums. So good we bought the catalog to be able to enjoy it many times.
It was almost 1:00 when we finished and we were now quite hungry so wo headed over to a favorite restaurant which we have visited on at least two earlier trips. It is Les Papilles on rue Gay-Lussac, a short walk from the museum. The restaurant is also a wine shop and epicerie. It serves one fixed menu which has always been very good. So we went for all four courses plus a "pot de vin" which is a 50cl of the house wine, a courbierres (sp?) that day.
The meal started with an excellent cream of celery soup which arrived in a good sized tureen and the typical fabulous baguette. The soup was cream based and probably had our arteries moaning but I am sure the red wine took care of that. I sopped up the last drops with the bread. We were then served a platter of roasted duck breast with potatoes and vegetables including a number of cloves of garlic in the skin. What more could a garlic lover like me want! And even the crisp duck fat was delicious. This was followed by a small wedge of blue cheese with a preserved plum and finally a panna cotta with cooked apple slices and a coffee foam on top. An espresso topped it off. After this there was no choice but to return to the apartment for a nap knowing no more food would be needed that day.
Wednesday is a recovery day and a day requiring cooking since the chicken curry is all gone. First to the market for some typical French potatoes called "rattes". These I just boiled and served with some oil. We also had roasted vegetables which I'd prepared a couple of days ago and roasted salmon which came from the Saturday market and which I'd frozen. The salmon was so good as we're the potatoes. Food here is first rate.
Went for a short walk in the neighborhood and discovered a small street that was lined on both sides with shops selling guitars. Must be a lot of guitar players in Paris.
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