Food Tips: Part 1

Breakfast before...

1. If a menu has numerous international flags on it, don't eat there! That is basically code for overpriced tourist trap, I promise.

2. When buying a crêpe off the street, watch them make one before getting in line. Make sure they pour the batter onto the griddle and make a fresh one for you, rather than just reheating a crêpe from a stack they've already made. I was recently in Giverny and went against my own advice and it was definitely not my best decision. I mean, it was a Nutella crepe, so obviously not a total loss, but I had a fresh Nutella and banana crepe a few days later and it was so.much.better.

3. If a restaurant says, on the outside, in English, "QUALITY BURGERS HERE!," doubt their claims.

4. Croissants are best before noon. They really are. Okay, let's face it, they're croissant so they're delicious any time, but if you get one before noon, the outside is crackly while the inside is perfectly yeasty and the enormous amounts of butter are still light and airy instead of a bit leaden (as they get the longer they sit out).

5. This is just my personal thing, BUT, when buying a baguette sandwich, stick to the ones that are not already in an enclosed plastic bag. I think the ones that are in the display case that are only put in a bag when you order them are fresher. The already enclosed ones just make me think they're going to be stale. These sandwiches are literally half a baguette sliced down the middle with a smear of butter, a slice of ham and a slice of cheese-- super easy. There really isn't any reason for them not to be pretty fresh from the boulanger.

6. Pierre Herme macarons are the best. THE BEST. (I also tried Lauduree for scientific comparison and PH is definitely the winner.)

Breakfast after(ish)...

The Marais

The Marais is probably my favorite part of Paris (so far). There are TONS of things to do, good places to eat, and it is super walkable. I go there more than I go to any other neighborhood in Paris, which I sometimes feel a bit guilty about, but whatever, I love it. The Marais used to be the Jewish Quarter in Paris and while there is still a pretty signficant population of Jewish people living there, I would say most people now are young, professional/creative (can you join those two with only a slash??) types. It's really expensive to live there now, though, because it's gotten pretty hip. Some vestiges of a larger Jewish population remain, though, such as delicious falafel all up and down the Rue des Rosiers and the fact that things are closed on Saturday and open on Sunday, instead of vice versa. I avoid it on Sundays, though, because that's when there's an influx of people/tourists (see above reasoning).

The most famous falafel shop on Rue des Rosiers is L'As du Falafel. This sandwich is from their across-the-street rival Mi-Va-Mi because when I went, L'As du Falafel was closed for Passover (Mi-Va-Mi is also Jewish run but I guess they have a better sense of competition than religion?). Like I said... some of these are pretty old pictures...

Them's fightin' words...

The Marais also has some of the best thrift shopping in Paris. It is sooo different than the thrifts in the US. Everything was nice and organized and not overwhelming, but shockingly not overpriced either. I got a skirt and a shirt for only 5 euros each here.

One of my very favorite things about the area is that there is street art everywhere, EVERYWHERE. You just have to look around a bit. Though, sometimes it kind of hits you in the face, like with this:

I tried to come up with a witty caption for like 3 minutes. Didn't happen. TIGERS.

This was a bit more subtle. I thought the 3-D part was really cool.

Shot taken in what is probably my favorite cafe in Paris, Le Loir dans le Théière. It's Alice-in-Wonderland-before-Disney-got-to-her themed. 

Maybe the best part, though...?

The good stuff. The chocolate marscapone tarte is killer.

French Phrases to Help You (Me) Get Along: Part 1

Stereotype of French people: mean, impatient, rude, etc.
French people in reality*: generally nice, polite, to the point, but I mean, no one really likes the person who talks your ear off

*EXCEPTION: French teenagers and college kids. They are SO JUDGEY. For reals.

I think that what happens a lot of the time is that people forget that France has a really strong culture of politeness. It also has a really strong culture of meaningful shrugs and "Hmm, MAYBE" facial expressions. If you can master a really strong shrug, a good "maybe you have a point, maybe I have a point" face (it helps if your mouth turns down but your eyes widen, almost like a clown but not, somehow), and the following few phrases, you'll be golden. I'm thinking of turning this into a series as I learn more, hence the "Part 1" at the top.

Bonjour Madame/Monsieur: Everyday greeting. It's polite. You HAVE to say this at the beginning of pretty much every social interaction, especially when you walk into a store. Especially.
(After 4pm version: Bonsoir Madame/Monsieur)
Oh also, when you leave a store, be sure to always say "Au revoir" and, if you're feeling extra nice, the following phrase...

Bonne journee (Bonne soiree): Esentially translates to "Have a good day (afternoon, evening)." You don't HAVE to say this, but people really perk up and are super nice when you do. Then, if you go back or if you see them again, they are generally a bit friendlier at the start. It's super easy to do and makes a big difference.

Oui: technically it means yes, when I say it, it often means, "I kind of didn't understand what you just said but you're smiling, so I'm going to take a chance and say yes and/or agree with whatever you just said." Often accompanied by a tentative smile.

Peut-être: Means maybe. For me, often has the same meaning as Oui, but when I'm even less sure of what you just said. This one is riskier than oui though, because "maybe" doesn't always make sense. Exhibit A:

Host's younger brother (my age, turned away from me): So, do you like Paris? (as I later found out was the original question)

What I heard: "Fastmumble you mumblemumble"

Me [Tentative shrug, half-smile, as he turns around for my response]: Peut-être

Brother: Maybe? That's not really an answer for this question

Me: Oh. Umm...

End scene. Picture me blushing, asking him to repeat and then still not giving an answer to his liking, though I did manage to answer truthfully this time.

More phrases to come as I think of them/run across new ones...

French elevators

1) They fit a maximum of about 2 people, though often people manage to squeeze a couple extra in there.

2) There is pretty much never an up AND a down button; it's usually just down, no matter what floor you are on or what floor you're going to. Once you get on the elevator, you can press the correct button.

3) When you finally get on the elevator, it's a gamble whether or not you will actually get to your floor promptly. Sometimes the elevator decides to pick up a few people first, maybe drop them off at their destination before yours, see if they have plans for dinner, etc.