Paris with chowpups - day 1
Thanks to this board, we've had a pretty successful first day in Paris. At least, food wise. Transportation has been another thing, but that's a topic for a different site.
Arrival into St Michel was right around lunchtime so we gave the Little Breizh cafe a try. Lovely, welcoming, affordable. Buckwheat crepes, with a vegan option so I didn't have to worry about the cow's milk thing. The pups went for sicky sweet choco banana praline concoctions with ice cream. Given their exhausted, jet-lagged state, I didn't begrudge them the indulgence. I had a crepe with chevre, roasted tomato, rosemary, and pine nuts - hound husband had one with country ham, robluchon, and caramelised onions. Both came with a small salad of lettuce and tomato. All washed down with a pitcher of Breton cider. A crepe is a simple thing, but they made it comfort food at its best.
Crowd was a nice mix of locals and tourists and one very sweet French bulldog. Bill was 46 E.
A stop at the Maubert market was disappointing as we were just a tad too late and all the vendors were breaking down for the day. I still managed to score some tomme de brebis and chevre with basil at Laurent Dubois, along with bread and wine at the neighboring shops. We're all set for a picnic tomorrow.
Dinner was an early affair so that we could get the pups bedded down for the night and onto local time. We went for the board's suggestion and tried Les Pipos. A couple of glasses of the house rose with country sausage and cornichons started us off. The pups and I then went for the Charolais steak and frites. Hound husband broke from the pack and went for the lamb chops with roasted garlic potatoes. The meats were perfectly "a point" and garnished with a bit of salt and parsley. The bowl of frites was bottomless, but we never asked for seconds. Crowd at this hour was sparse and American. Locals stood at the bar and enjoyed a glass of wine or a beer and heckled the guy in the square outside attempting to sing Edith Piaf karaoke style. Again, a prime example of simple things done just right. A casual meal that I didn't have to fear dropping my chowhound membership for, with a friendly waiter and a hearty dose of laughter from the bonnes hommes at the bar. The bill came to 100 E.
A stroll down to la Rue a la Huchette capped the evening off with a stop at Amorino. Their chocolate gelato with soy was creamy, rich, and decadent and the strawberry sorbet just as smooth as gelato. Now why can't American shops offer this as a non-dairy choice? I'm so sick of grainy mango sorbet. But I digress. In a come-from-behind finish, the fruity flavors won out over the chocolatey flavors.
Glad your first day was a hit (except for the transport hassles). Les Pipos is indeed a fun place but too bad you were there during the early evening. Later on it gets quite, um, friendly. I suspect your bonshommes at the bar were actually the night's entertainment and were heckling the Piaf guy on the street to clear away the competition for their own performances later on. Sometimes with, gulp, an accordion or hurdy-gurdy.
Keep us posted.