Jade had to go into Paris for educational testing. Our usual excitement was missing because we knew that this would be work, not play Our philosophy has been that if you’re going to Paris, your time is your own to spend aimlessly wandering around, eating and buying things. We were there from 10:30 a.m to 5:00 p.m. and scarcely got a chance to do anything amusing.
While Jade was in her first session of testing, I wandered the neighborhood in order to identify a place for lunch. Standing cheerily in his doorway was an Italian provocateur par excellence. ”Come on in, buy something”, his smile said. I couldn’t resist. I never can. I don’t really try ”If you don’t take a good picture, photoshop will not help”, says Roger Stowell http://www.rogerstowell.com/. And of course he’s right. It’s just no fun taking the tripod on the train and dragging it around in Paris or anywhere else. I need an assistant :D
I bought burrata cheese (so creamy), roasted marinated vegetables, balsamic vinegar, Parma ham, gnocchi and spinach ravioli; the pasta so fresh, so soft, that you knew it was made that morning. The place: Specialites Italienne d’Auteuil, 13 rue Pierre Guerin, Paris 75016. He’s open every single day, including half day Sunday. I’m going back.
The brasserie I found for lunch was Le Village D’Auteuil, recommending itself by the number of locals eating there. The food was M. Parret correct and so was the glass of Rose.
Jade adored the sauce that came with her salmon and ratatouille.
And I adored the caramel sauce that came with my generous serving of lamb chops and seasonal vegetables. We both adored the fact that the vegetables were fresh from the market
Although we “witchily” remarked that the cafe gourmand was not the best that we’ve had, it was correct and the coffee was good. The place: Le Village d’Auteuil, 48 rue d’Auteuil, Paris 75016