photo by Kevin Nugent on FlickrWe sleep in a bit and then head for familiar territory--LeVallois. It is good to have familiar territory because it is a cloudy, rainy Sunday and we have no interest in the $40 breakfast here at the hotel. We have stayed twice at the Courtyard in Neuilly/LeVallois and really love the area and their Sunday market.
We wander about seeing more than we have ever seen before—wonderful cheeses, breads, pastries, seafood, meat, poultry, and produce. We sample a few beignets and buy a macaroon and a chocolate chip cookie for later. We head for Trebois, the neighborhood café and find a tall stool with a street view of the market. CA has hot tea again, and I will never resist a café crème.
We have so many memories of this village—the shops and parks, and the wonderful food we were able to buy and store in our suite at the Courtyard. This trip we are limited by staying in a hotel room with no refrigerator or microwave.
We wander through the Christmas market and see the best Santones we have seen on this trip. The prices are high, but so is the quality. Will we buy? We head back to the Anatole Francaise Metro stop and then to St. Lazare. Then Concorde, the Tuileries and back to the hotel. CA needs to rest as he is not fully recovered, but I head out toward the Marais hoping to find an open Pharmacie and some Ibuprofen.
I get sidetracked to the BHV—Bazaar of the Hotel de Ville—and never make it beyond. What an ideal place to spend a rainy Sunday. They have reorganized and spiffed up the BHV! I love this place and have to walk around every level and evaluate what I need. In the end I buy some tin bag clips—so cool and just 2€60 each--some plastic storage containers for MP, a high-end spatula for me, and some flashy and smashing, crystal-like ornaments for the little ones to hang on their trees.
Who knew there was a lovely café in BHV? You get a dazzling view of the rooftops of Paris. I opt for some cheeses and baguette, along with a Coca-Cola Light, but I could have roast chicken or beef, pomme frites or roast potatoes, an array of salads, pizzas, etc. There is beer and casks of self-serve wine… What a find! I am looking forward to bringing CA back for a low-cost Paris dejuener. And, that is almost an oxymoron.
When I get back to the Renaissance, CA is in front of the fireplace in the lobby chatting with a couple from Texas. We are soon joined by a British young mom and her 15 month old, Florence. Before long more than an hour has passed and we need to head upstairs to get ready for dinner.
Our Metro line takes us straight to the Champs Elysse and Relaise d’Entrecote. We have eaten at the one in Saint Germain, but this is more convenient tonight. CA is stretching his limits by contemplating real food. We opt for the prixe fix 22€90 steak and pomme frites with a half bottle of rosé from Provence. The food is good but the ambiance is low—surely our experience at the Saint Germain location was more genteel. We have enjoyed fond memories of February 2007--taking LG out for the day and then along to dinner so that DM and MP could have an extended date at the Louvre and around the city.
We compliment ourselves on making the most of a rainy Sunday and look forward to a week full of Paris delights.
We wander about seeing more than we have ever seen before—wonderful cheeses, breads, pastries, seafood, meat, poultry, and produce. We sample a few beignets and buy a macaroon and a chocolate chip cookie for later. We head for Trebois, the neighborhood café and find a tall stool with a street view of the market. CA has hot tea again, and I will never resist a café crème.
We have so many memories of this village—the shops and parks, and the wonderful food we were able to buy and store in our suite at the Courtyard. This trip we are limited by staying in a hotel room with no refrigerator or microwave.
We wander through the Christmas market and see the best Santones we have seen on this trip. The prices are high, but so is the quality. Will we buy? We head back to the Anatole Francaise Metro stop and then to St. Lazare. Then Concorde, the Tuileries and back to the hotel. CA needs to rest as he is not fully recovered, but I head out toward the Marais hoping to find an open Pharmacie and some Ibuprofen.
I get sidetracked to the BHV—Bazaar of the Hotel de Ville—and never make it beyond. What an ideal place to spend a rainy Sunday. They have reorganized and spiffed up the BHV! I love this place and have to walk around every level and evaluate what I need. In the end I buy some tin bag clips—so cool and just 2€60 each--some plastic storage containers for MP, a high-end spatula for me, and some flashy and smashing, crystal-like ornaments for the little ones to hang on their trees.
Who knew there was a lovely café in BHV? You get a dazzling view of the rooftops of Paris. I opt for some cheeses and baguette, along with a Coca-Cola Light, but I could have roast chicken or beef, pomme frites or roast potatoes, an array of salads, pizzas, etc. There is beer and casks of self-serve wine… What a find! I am looking forward to bringing CA back for a low-cost Paris dejuener. And, that is almost an oxymoron.
When I get back to the Renaissance, CA is in front of the fireplace in the lobby chatting with a couple from Texas. We are soon joined by a British young mom and her 15 month old, Florence. Before long more than an hour has passed and we need to head upstairs to get ready for dinner.
Our Metro line takes us straight to the Champs Elysse and Relaise d’Entrecote. We have eaten at the one in Saint Germain, but this is more convenient tonight. CA is stretching his limits by contemplating real food. We opt for the prixe fix 22€90 steak and pomme frites with a half bottle of rosé from Provence. The food is good but the ambiance is low—surely our experience at the Saint Germain location was more genteel. We have enjoyed fond memories of February 2007--taking LG out for the day and then along to dinner so that DM and MP could have an extended date at the Louvre and around the city.
We compliment ourselves on making the most of a rainy Sunday and look forward to a week full of Paris delights.
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