Recently in Paris category:

Ode To A Powerball™ By David Lebovitz I think that I shall never see, A Powerball™ as lovely as ici. The rosy ball ensures success Against my dishes, which entered a mess. Inside the dishwasher, so full it is scary, But I just press the button! Could I be more merry? A sudsy froth, I’m sure it will yield, Behind the closed door, its fate…

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I had an Epiphany this weekend… 140 140, rue de Belleville M: Jourdain

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Yes, that’s a few slices of my pain aux ceriales from Le Grenier à Pain paired with some delightful cheeses that I discovered when visiting one of my absolute favorite fromagers here in Paris this morning. Disclaimer: I confess to a secret and unfulfilled ambition. Except for working outside in the icy-cold winter and freezing my bourse off, getting up at a godawful hour, and…

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One of the great things to do in Paris is to wander. I’ll often catch a film, search for a monument, of just mètro to a far-off neighborhood…then walk. The 13th arrondissement of Paris is a real cross-cultural quartier. Part of it is the quartier Chinois, where there’s huge and small shops selling exotic Asian fruits and vegetables, as well as unidentifiable cuts of meat…

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Sometimes I feel like I must be walking around with a sign on me that says… “Even though it’s obvious from the way I’m holding it, I’m carrying a fragile dessert that I’ve spent hours making… …But please feel free to walk right into me anyways.” Yes, that was me trying to navigate Paris, tranversing the sidewalks and mètros of Paris, hoping to make it…

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“Adam knows what he did, and that’s all I’m ever going to say about it.” -David ‘Paris’ Lebovitz Watch David and Adam à Paris…

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Tiny little heads of cauliflower, no bigger than a dolls-head. These were the most colorful I’d ever seen in magnificent shades of vivid purple and deep orange. Although America is known as the land of HUGE food, these tiny baby carrots are tender and very sweet. My first week as a cook at Chez Panisse, I spent a few hours peeling a case of them…only…

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The worst thing about the pâtisserie of Arnaud Larher is that it’s too dang far away from where I live. Located on the northern fringes of Montmarte, it takes me 3 different métros to get there, and even then, it’s a hike from the métro station (which is buried very, very deep underground, since that quartier of Paris is mostly soft limestone, aka plaster of…

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